I Want to Remember
The Way You Eat
I
want to forever capture your sweet coos and soft cries. I love that
when I hold you, I can feel your body relax. I love that when I feed
you, you seem at ease. I can honestly say that feeding you is my favorite part of every day. It is a bond we share that is truly unexplainable.
Boobs
are for Food, Not Fun.
Well, lets face it. The first time Nick saw
me use the breast pump I knew our relationship was on a whole new level. Annie
is literally an eating machine and I am her favorite vending machine. If she
isn’t eating, she still just likes to lay next to them as if she is letting dad
know, they are all hers now. And no one prepared me for the constant milk flow
either. When I shower they leak. When I am cold, they leak. When I give hugs,
they leak. When I take a bath, they leak. When Annie cries, they leak. When I
go one minute over three hours of feeding, they leak. It is ridiculous, but at
least I know I have quite the supply for the time being.
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