I'd searched and found a cover - up that had just the right amount of stickiness that it wouldn't slip off my shoulders (while being grateful that my
baby was too
tiny to pull it off), I'd grilled every experienced mother I knew on how to nurse discreetly, and I'd
practiced at home in front of the mirror so often that my milk would let down when I walked past the bathroom mirror.
From a state - of - the - art wastewater treatment plant to modern recycling
practices, we help
babies thrive with complete nutrition and the
tiniest ecological footprint possible.