I know that the world is anti-visible breast feeding...sorry if you're one of those people, skip the first picture. I also know that you (Kai) are likely to be pretty embarrassed by the whole concept...here's the thing. You love nursing. Some day you won't anymore, and that will be totally ok, right now, you use it for bonding, for reconnecting to me when one of us is angry, for soothing your sadness or pain...or anger or frustration... Some days you aren't interested in solid food much at all, and some days you don't care what the method of eating is, you just want to eat. I think I've been letting other people's leaning towards modesty effect what I post...and that's not fair to the representation of you. You love to nurse. It's sometimes inconvenient, it's sometimes a life saver. Some days I can't imagine ever stopping and some days I wish you'd just give me and my boobs a break...no matter the day, it's a giant part of your (and our) life. I'm not sure what made today the day that I posted about it, but there you have it.
Aaaaaanyway...We harvested our first crop of crops, played for a bit while we packed for our WEEK LONG TRIP TO THE BEACH! Well, almost a week. We drove there behind a driving barbeque? Weird, but delicious... You slept most of the way there, and it was a largely uneventful ride...until you threw up everything that anyone in a 12 block radius had ever eaten. I think it was motion sickness. Motion sickness which decided to show itself four blocks from the hotel.
Once cleaned and in our room, we relaxed the rest of the night away with Grandmom (who didn't relax much tonight, but only because getting everything organized means that tomorrow will be relaxing), Steph, Julia and Lauren. Lordy, Man, you love your cousins!
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