12/08/2026
It’s World Breastfeeding Week, and this year we didn’t want to do anything fancy.
We wanted to do something small — but meaningful. 💜
We spent the day with displaced mothers carrying exhaustion, uncertainty and the weight of not knowing what tomorrow will look like. When you’re worried about where you’ll live or what remains of the life you left behind, even noticing your child growing up can become a luxury.
So, for a little while, we disconnected from all of that.
We painted tiny feet. 👣 We made memories. We talked, laughed and, yes, we cried.
Because those tiny feet grow ridiculously fast — soon enough, they become big, smelly, stinky feet 😅. But before then, they deserve to be noticed and remembered.
Five mothers sat together, and five different feeding stories emerged.
One breastfed her premature baby for more than a year. Another, with a similar experience, stopped within the first month. The difference wasn’t simply determination: one had support and information; the other didn’t.
Others shared stories of babies who wouldn’t latch, painful breastfeeding, pumping difficulties and eventually moving to formula. Others continued breastfeeding despite carrying many misconceptions about it.
They had all tried.
We talked about breastmilk, myths, feeding choices and difficulties — but most importantly, the support women need to make informed choices and reach their own feeding goals.
They realized that wanting to breastfeed and being able to breastfeed successfully aren’t always the same thing.
Women don’t need judgment about how they fed their babies. They need information, skilled support, practical solutions and someone beside them when things get difficult.
And perhaps the most beautiful part was watching them paint.
Some cried when they realized how much displacement and anxiety had taken from them — even the simple experience of watching their children grow.
Today, they stopped. They looked at those little feet and made a memory. 👣
And beside them, they wrote:
"بيتنا قد يتغيّر، لكن حضنك لا يتغيّر."
Our home may change, but your embrace never does.
Because breastfeeding support in emergencies isn’t only about feeding. Sometimes it’s about reminding a mother that she is still there, still mothering, and still doing her best. 💜
