rocking a flannel butterfly fitted

rocking a flannel butterfly fitted

Tuesday, 3 February 2015

OT: A bedtime nursing story.

Monkey is bathed, story read, fitted diaper and longies on.  We are having our night time nursing session before bed.  He's starting to look like he is almost done.  Playing with my hair, touching my face.  I smile. 

Yes I smile cuz it's sweet, mostly I smile cuz I am self congratulating myself.  Bed time is in less then 2 min and it looks like he will finish nursing exactly on time.  I  am the mommy master! 

The smile was my mistake. 

Monkey smiles.  Then he cups my breast in a perfect C compression as though he were Dr. Jack Newman himself, demonstrating for the masses of new nursing mom's or a W.H.O summit on breastfeeding.  Then deep solid swallows and clear jaw movements assure me that  Monkey has begun swallowing giant mouth fulls of milk. 

Mommy 0 / Baby 1
Bedtime will be 10 minutes late tonight folks. 




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