ABSTRACT
The only thing I found really difficult when we were waiting for our Eyob, that was that my other children have been breastfed and that I wouldn't be able to give that to my adoptive child. […] So, I spoke to a doctor who said that he had seen it before in his practice [women who induced breast milk without recently giving birth]. And I had done it [breastfed] for so many years, so I knew I could do it. And because his mother had died, Eyob lived off the people and the neighbours who had a baby; there he could drink from the mothers. When he was here in Belgium he even walked up to someone he saw with a pram. […] Because he thought: ‘There's food’. It took less than three weeks before the milk production set in and then I was perfectly happy that I could give him the same as my other children. […] And he did breastfeed for I think three years. But for me that was really very important and maybe it sounds very absurd, but I'm still really glad for it. […] As far as attachment goes it was really important to me. 1
