breastfeeding babe


yep, that’s right. that is how i feel. i can’t explain it. I can’t explain if it is the transitional wardrobe i have right now as i am trying to lose the baby weight, or if it is the nursing bras, or if it is having breast milk pour forth at all times...i just feel it. man, i am one breast -feedin- babe.


i know that you dream of sleepy littles tucked into your arms,and their curled up bodies going up and down on your chest as they sleep. and that is magical. and their little perfect bodies that curl perfectly to each position, over your shoulder, in the folds of your arm, laying on your chest.
















  but you simply don’t anticipate the breast milk river. pouring over. or the spit up. when you are already so hot and sticky from a day delivered exclusivlely from Beruit’s crowded, traffiked, generator thick air. and then the babe wants to be held and you are smiling and cooing and she is cooing back, and then the spit up comes. and you think to yourself is their a finish line today of sticky? do i shower now or later?



As baby Hope has entered into the three month phase there has been some giggles, sighs and general excitement from this tired mama. She has become more relaxed, playing with mobiles over her head, she has started smiling a lot, interacting with her sisters, loves being held but is not particular about what position ( halleljiah chorus!) She is cooing, giggling, and so cute and alert.


as drew and i were kissing and loving on her the other day he said “ it’s crazy to think how much personality is tucked away in this little sweetheart. “ and i thought that was a great statement. with our other girls running around growing and changing in all their sweetness, queirks, and challenges..it is so true. Smiling babe cooing has a lot of discoveries to make and a whole lot of person we get to discover.
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