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MARY writes:<\/strong><\/p>\n I find it odd that a woman like Elizabeth Badinter, who hails from a country as proud of their traditions of food and wine and meal-taking as the French are, would have a problem with <\/a>breastfeeding.\u00a0Breastfeeding and social meal-taking are some of the lovely, natural goods of life that rejuvenate and sustain us. Should wine be sold in six-packs? Shall we eat most of our meals in the car, on the run to the next big meeting? Would she rather ingest a nutrition drink for dinner and go back to work, or sit around a table with friends and family and relax over a lovely meal prepared at home with time and care? I doubt it. I bet she enjoys all of those things immensely, just as Sheryl Sandberg<\/a>\u00a0runs home to dinner every night with her children. Do as I say, not as I do.<\/p>\n I thought the French were all about slowing down and enjoying life – la vie en rose<\/em> and all that. This woman is aghast that any mother would take a few years off for a new baby; the sacred rise to the top might be slowed, God help us. Sheryl Sandburg agrees with this and thinks you may not have a job worth going back to. What a pair of elitists.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" MARY writes: I find it odd that a woman like Elizabeth Badinter, who hails from a country as proud of their traditions of food and wine and meal-taking as the French are, would have a problem with breastfeeding.\u00a0Breastfeeding and social meal-taking are some of the lovely, natural goods of life that rejuvenate and sustain […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":8,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-38255","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thinkinghousewife.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38255","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thinkinghousewife.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thinkinghousewife.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thinkinghousewife.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/8"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thinkinghousewife.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=38255"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.thinkinghousewife.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38255\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":38260,"href":"https:\/\/www.thinkinghousewife.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38255\/revisions\/38260"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thinkinghousewife.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=38255"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thinkinghousewife.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=38255"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thinkinghousewife.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=38255"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}