I think J is making the connection between me and food. Those of you who know me well will know that it has been quite a struggle for us to get to this point and still be breastfeeding. A struggle that has entailed the help of countless midwives (both in hospital and after), calls to the Breastfeeding Association, a lactation consultant, a week long stay in Torrens House (for mums and babies with feeding/settling difficulties), expressing, many tears and much gritting of teeth. But we have made it. And breastfeeding is beginning to not be a torture. Even slightly enjoyable.
So, it was with great delight that I noticed yesterday these big blue eyes peeping up at me while he was feeding. I mean, really looking at me. Saying "hello Mummy!". And today he kept squeaking up at me. I had a job to convince him not to talk with his mouth full.
Ah, beautiful. I just wish I could capture all these moments and keep them forever. Do you have these moments too? That are so precious, that you have to take a moment to make sure its imprinted firmly in your brain? That you're terrified that in five years time, you'll have no recollection of?
Have a great weekend