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Wednesday, 15 February 2012

Breast Is Best


Nothing like attending a breastfeeding week celebration and getting someone coming for a close up camera shot of your own breasts. That’s how the day started. A community durbar (meeting) was held in Tamale to promote breastfeeding. Many people were invited and attended to watch speeches, theatre groups, and traditional dancing.
The women with the most amazing voices singing to welcome us
Doing it all for the kids

















Wearing my ‘Best Start For Life’ shirt (my contribution would have been for it to say breast start for life...), I listened to speeches in Dagbani being yelled down the microphone, welcomed the Mother to Mother Support Groups and pregnant women from the local hospitals, who were not given said shirts and were protesting. The women got up and sang some songs. So wonderfully in tune with plenty of fun and dancing at the same time.
Traditional drumming 

The community theatre group did a play: about a lady who was pregnant yet her mother in law and husband did not want her to have a skilled birth attendant present for the birth, but wanted to use traditional means. The antenatal clinic was attended, complete with a hilarious interpretation of an ambulance by simply using a steering wheel – let’s just say this is much better than the real ambulances around here (that do not have funding for fuel most of the time), and the pregnancy stages were clearly shown. The birth was complicated, and the mother ended up dying because she was not using the appropriate services, and so a community durbar was arranged, to advise the chief what had happened and discuss the importance of skilled delivery. The community agreed to use the health facilities, and a pregnant lady gave birth to a baby successfully and was able to breastfeed.

It wouldn't be a Ghanaian event without dancing


The message of the day was to exclusively breastfeed. That is, for 6 months, do not feed your child anything other than breastmilk. A large problem here is the feeding a child water, and often unclean water, as a part of traditional birth rituals. Water is given as a cultural welcome into the world, and it is thought the baby is thirsty after the exhausting birth. So this was discussed. It was such a fun day, and the traditional dancers were entrancing me, until I realised they were at my feet, and urging me to get up and join them! Oh no! So I took the feather thing, and swished it around, trying to shake my booty like a Ghanian, and hopefully didn’t shame myself too much. I’m not sure where the footage of my breasts ended up, but I have seen so many breasts in Ghana that I need not worry, if it helps breastfeeding, I’m out and proud!
Smock dancing
lets all celebrate breastfeeding!
Swishing the feathery thing - not sticking out and making a scene at all

2 comments:

  1. Fantastic photos Dee Dee!! I especially love the ones with the ladies dancing. Did you buy a new camera for the trip or are these taken with your point and shoot? It's great that you're getting amongst the community events. Where are these breast shots?...

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  2. Dee, I absolutely love your blogs - such a breath of fresh air, and the work you're doing is so inspiring and exciting!! what an incredible experience you're having.

    timely topic - my breasts have been learning their life's work this last week, after I gave birth to our little darling son Lachlan George Jinks last Wed night (8th), 3.71kg/8.2lb. very thankful to our health system - luckily I didn't need much from it in the end. Photos on FB very soon! (or let me know if you'd rather I email them)

    much love,
    Zo
    xx

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