Last night was kind of rough. Baby Finn was up every half hour throughout the night for no other reason than to bite my boobs. Must be nice to be a baby, with free access to delicious boobs all day and all night.
Moments like these, I am just thankful that he doesn’t have any teeth in those bitey gums.
By the time morning rolled around, both me and my boobs were a little exhausted from all the attention. In fact, one of them was seriously considering giving up this breastfeeding gig and going back to being a regular decorative boob.
Just then, I remembered something the husband said a couple of days ago during one of his more profound moments. There was this elderly caucasian couple next to us on the plane back from Bali who really liked Finn and they kept smiling at him during the flight. They waved to him as they made their way out of the plane and the husband turned to me and said “It would really suck to have to say bye to Finn Finn. Good thing we get to have him all the time.”
To that, I say AMEN.
This little guy is often squirmy, sometimes difficult and occasionally spends an entire night mauling my boobs but he’s all mine and I get to have him all the time.
Plus once in a while, when he gets in a nice long nap, I get rewarded with a gummy grin. I know I’m supposed to be all “ooh so cute” looking at this but basically, I’m just glad those gums aren’t attached to my boobs right now.