Nursing.

Since I documented the pains of nursing the first few months... I think its only.fair to give an update.

I was right all along. I did miss out on something with my lynley baby.

Nursing callie girl is my favorite thing I do, constantly. Every two hours I get this serious dose of happy potion. It makes me feel like...amazing, super woman, like I'm fullfilling some deep instinctual desire.

I have become quite the public nursery. I whip it out wherever We are. Church, park, pool, parking lot, rest stop, and every restraunt.

The other day I.tried to.give.her a bottle out of convenience....and she screamed bloody murder. Ha! Not gonna lie...there was some serious satisfaction in that.

Yes, I nurse constantly. Some nights I am still up ever hour.. and a three hour break feels like I slept the whole.night. yes, I running so bad I.wanna cry somedays. Yes... It is work. And I opt for a blendtec soup night vs going out on a regular basis, because its just easier to feed.her at my own kitchen table...or sofa.

But more.then anything else...the cuddle bonding.time that I.get with her brings me, unimaginable joy and satisfaction.

This.girl loves.her mama. Me and her attached at the....boob. she is perfectly content in my arms. And that... That is something I cannot explain.