K was younger than and I was having issues with getting her to latch. It was my first time out and about. I went to the washroom, because it’s were I thought we went. K was a hard latcher. As K was crying and fussing an older lady came to be to tell me that my generation’s nursing has helped her. In her day, it was formula was best and a status statement, only the ‘good’ mothers could use. She told me she could not afford it, and for years felt like she get her children less. It was not until breastfeeding ‘benefits’ went public that she felt good about her ‘lack of choice’ at the time. With her story K soften and latched, and peeked beyond the Moby to listen to her story. If only I wasn’t so tired to let her know how much it meant.