Mean Baby.
Ava, silly little Ava.
Consequently she decided to quit nursing, completely,
with no warning.
Just in case I wasn't getting the memo she would
clamp down on my nipple as hard as she could just to be clear.
Ibuprofen, ice packs & cabbage leaves in my bra, doesn't this
sound fun? I can't even hold my baby or let anything even
brush against my body.
But the worst part?
I'm really sad. I wanted to nurse her for at least a full year,
just like I did for Ava.
Norah acts like she never nursed at all, like I had imagined
the whole thing. It's the strangest thing.
Not fair, my last baby should let me have this one little thing.
RUDE.
The other consolation?
If I get really hungry I can just reach down my shirt...
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