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How My Father Made Me a Breastfeeding Advocate

Today is Father’s day. It is a day where we express our gratitude to our dads. For those of us whose fathers are no longer living, it could be a bittersweet occasion. Rather than be sad, I choose to celebrate my dad, Arthur Clements, by dedicating this post to his memory.

I was always a daddy’s girl. Being the first born of five children, I was extremely close to both of my parents. That had its moments. They ushered me into this world and I ushered each of them out.

Dad came to the United States from Ireland in his mid-twenties. He ultimately married my mother, his first love, after a decade of courtship. Those were the real days of “Mad Men”, when the culture was especially sexist and much more formal than it is now. Dad had lost his own father when he was eleven and spent much of his time with nannies or in boarding school. He relished being a father and, later in life, becoming a grandfather.

In many ways my dad was ahead of his time. He was very hands-on, especially when we were babies. My mother had many health challenges over the years, so by necessity, in addition to night school and a full-time job, he did a lot of things that stay-at-home dads do now. He was very comfortable with my mother breastfeeding all of us in a culture that did not support that as normal. His positive attitude toward women being empowered by their bodies and being educated and treated as equals set him apart from many men of his generation.

Brazil is playing this Father’s Day in the World Cup. My dad was so passionate about football and made us fans long before soccer moms and dads became a demographic. Growing up we went to all the matches of the Cosmos with Pelé. He would be thrilled to see the US holding their own and with a great shot to move on to the round of 16. More so to see his eldest daughter such a rabid fan!

My dad Art was very friendly and was a consummate broker. Passion and playfulness were his secret weapons. He had tons of energy for things he believed in and enjoyed. He encouraged me and my siblings to pursue our dreams with the same gusto and urged each of us to make our avocations into our life’s work.

Taking this advice to heart, I have blended all of my life learning and fashioned a new model of conscious breastfeeding. It is my joy to empower mothers and families through an optimized experience of breastfeeding which fits their modern lifestyle.

Thanks to you dad I am a passionate advocate for women. Even if I won the Lotto, I would always keep this passion alive a la your example.

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