HAD HE KNOWN ALL ALONG?

Holding my newborn baby Uriah-Jack against my left breast, I waited for him to latch on.

‘What’s wrong, little man?’ I asked as he squirmed and fussed. Ever since he’d been born in August 2019, he’d preferred my right breast.

‘THE LUMP WAS ABOUT THE SIZE OF A MALTESER’

When I’d breastfed my first son Connor, 17 years earlier, it had been a dream - I’d loved snuggling with him on the sofa as he fed. But with Uriah-Jack, it just wasn’t as easy. So when I started to wean him off the breast at six months, I couldn’t help feeling relieved.

Then, one morning in March 2020, I was having a shower