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One toddler at a time

When I started my Milk for Toddlers project it was because I believed it can make a positive difference in someone’s life. Maybe someone will breastfeed for a little bit longer. Maybe someone will stop hiding. Maybe someone will see the beauty in breastfeeding an older child. And then I got a message from that someone who has stumbled upon my blog:

I’ve just been through a few of your blog posts and was very moved by the post on Nienke and what you wrote. My son is 2 years and 2 months, and just about 2 weeks ago i finally stopped breastfeeding him, not because i wanted to, but because I felt like I was doing more harm than good by continuing to nurse. He is very dependent on me, very needy and fussy as well. I wondered if my nursing him so long has had a part in that? And also, other people (and society) do say that it’s been long enough and that it is time to stop, so that is also partly why I “think” I had to stop. I miss it very much and he does still ask for “booby” almost daily. Your words have given me hope that maybe i should go with what i feel is right and continue to nurse him. Thank you so much for that! I am really enjoying your images and photo projects, as they are from your heart and have much meaning.

This is a self-potrait by very talented visual storyteller Ashley.

Are you breastfeeding a toddler/ preschooler? Tandem breastfeeding?

I would love you to be a part of this project!

I am making a collection of breastfeeding images which I hope will help normalize breastfeeding children beyond the first year.

Things to consider:

You will need to live in or around Helsinki, Finland or Wroclaw, Poland.

The complete project will be made public on the internet and potentially in other mediums. So this means you will need to sign a model release stating you are OK with this. Mothers who take part in the project will receive a photograph of their nursing relationship.

If you are not a nursing mother but know someone who is –  please pass this on!

If you would like to take part please contact me at karolina@halituli. com with the subject title Milk for Toddlers.

Thank you!

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Ashley - It absolutely made a positive difference for me!!! :) :)

Gratitude is not easy


So I started this month thinking that I can actually be grateful for something each and every day. That I can count the things I’m grateful for, take a picture, put a nice little sticker on it and just you know, be grateful. I’m going to be perfectly honest- it made me terribly anxious. Looking for that one thing to be grateful for, noting it down, thinking about the photo, about the words to describe it. On some days I was, well yes, not very grateful, simple as that. So I took a break without telling anyone. Just to pay attention to that small switch in my brain. You know? The one that needs to be flipped and then magically you see the beauty instead of being annoyed. All without being too Pollyanna-ish about it- because, let’s face it- life sometimes is not that great and all we want to do is scream. I want the kids to be in bed at decent time. So if it’s 10 pm and they are jumping off the walls I won’t start thinking “oh they are beautiful and healthy” because right now I want them to sleep. But there is that switch. And instead of getting angry and annoyed and building up that going-nowhere-discussion-with-myself (“aha. here we go again” “no. NO. you were supposed to sleep!”. “what is wrong with them?!”, you know the drill) I can just… let go. I can choose to either build up the wall of negative or just be OK with the fact that they are not sleepy and maybe read another book. Or let them roll on the floor. Whatever. Life is too good to stress about small stuff like that.

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Soft weight


We are walking, sun is shining, lovely crispy afternoon. Baby on my back is squeaking with delight at each passed tree and telephone post (yes, we still have those in the countryside). And then, just before we reach home he starts to feel heavier. Softer. Silence. Sleep. Carrying that soft weight is so lovely. Until I get home and realize I cannot take my jacket off ;)

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rikki - wow. so simple. so sweet. so beautiful.



Yes, really. She made a swimming track in the living room. Sofa cushions were lined up, which annoyed Kito the Dog just a bit (see, they touched his blanket). Then she went and changed into a swim suit and even found her swim goggles which were lost for the longest time. Motivation anybody? Grabbed my nursing pillow (which I don’t really use anymore so I don’t know why is it still in the living room) and made it into a swim ring. Everybody needs a visit to the beach in a weather like this, no?

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Mummo ja pappa


Grandparents visit. A.K.A. those days when my kitchen doesn’t look like it was hit by a tornado. Because somebody else is running after the kids. Pappa is always on a lookout for a new project either in our backyard or garage or house. Mummo is reading and playing with kids. And I get (some) household stuff done. Because normally these are veeeeery low on the priority list.

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