It's World Breastfeeding Week

Let's think about breasts and their super-powers with these four women whose work I admire.

Holly McNish on breastfeeding in public.

Senator Pia Cayetano on the breast-feeding law and the need to embrace the breastfeeding culture in the Philippines.

Amanda Palmer responds to the Daily Mail's coverage of her boob falling out of her bra during a performance in the Glastonbury Festival.

(I love it when she motions for the crowd to calm down and says, "It's just a naked woman!" Haha! The lyrics of her letter to the Daily Mail appear here.)

And last but not least, Ibu Robin Lim, who was chosen CNN Hero of 2011 for her tireless work as a midwife and her worldwide campaign for gentle births and healthy motherhood for everyone. Here she breastfeeds her eldest daughter, back in 1976.

Source: Ibu Robin Lim's facebook page.

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