The end of babyhood, part 2.
The stuff I'll always remember.
Today when he was nursing, he looked up at me, made my eye contact, and then tried to stick his chubby little index finger into my mouth. I shut my mouth tightly. He made great attempts to force it in.
Later, while still nursing, he put his baby foot in my face. I kissed it. He let it fall, and then raised it to my mouth again.
The stuff I'll always remember.
Today when he was nursing, he looked up at me, made my eye contact, and then tried to stick his chubby little index finger into my mouth. I shut my mouth tightly. He made great attempts to force it in.
Later, while still nursing, he put his baby foot in my face. I kissed it. He let it fall, and then raised it to my mouth again.
Labels: the end of babyhood, Will
posted by Andrea at 1:36 PM
3 Comments:
You're going to kill me with this. I can sense the baby fever already. I'm going to have to spend extra time over at MOTR's reading about the evils of preganancy to balance it out. *lol*
we still have a foot kissing 'game'that started this way, don't be too sad, not everything disappears
Awww. That time goes so fast.
When I saw your age on your profile I laughed out loud. 250, huh? I can relate to feeling that way.
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