Breastfeeding rules my life, and has taught me a few things about myself: I'm patient, compassionate, and damned talented at getting things done one-handedly. With the use of only one hand I can check my e-mail, talk on the phone, make a sandwich, water the plants, pay darts, give a massage, and run a marathon.
I need a shirt that says: Baby on Boob. Every two to three hours I am beckoned by our child. He looks at me with wide eyes, and an open mouth. It cracks me up how he head bunts my breast trying to latch onto my nipple, and the noises he makes are enough to make anyone laugh. He's a true comic.
Just look at his face in this picture. He's hilarious. It needs a caption... what is Harlo thinking?
Monday, May 26, 2008
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I need some swimming trunks, mom!
You are Supermom! I love you, and I am cracking up every time I see little Harlo's expressions.
"I am woman - hear me roar!!" Babies can be such tyrants - fortunately they are so funny and lovable we think that just about anything they do is adorable. As it usually is! You go girl...
"What is this warm liquid you have placed me in? It makes me pee uncontrollably."
As long as your body produces a beverage, they will want it! Breastfeeding (or having a baby for that matter)makes you realize how many things can/can't be done one handed! There is fortune to be made in things designed to be functioned one-handedly.
Instead of "beer me" he's thinking "boob me."
How about: "The clock says it's Boob-Thirty"
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