Boob Man
Jen and I went out to dinner for our birthday tonight because one of our friends kindly offered to babysit after the kids went to bed.
Tukey has been waking up a lot and sleeping like crap, crying a lot and such, so I told her that if nothing else worked, she could nurse him. (She has a 1 year old.) I have never really wanted anyone else to nurse my baby (even though I really can't) and while he does drink donor milk, I kind of like being the only one to actually nurse him. But I like her, and I didn't want him to have a rough night.
Sure enough, he woke up right after we left and she tried bouncing, singing, shushing, etc. and ended up nursing him. She said she could hardly get him off of her. (He's kind of a boob man.)
Later, my friend Morgan pointed out that Tukey got more play on my birthday than I did.
DAMN YOU TUKEY!!!
Tukey has been waking up a lot and sleeping like crap, crying a lot and such, so I told her that if nothing else worked, she could nurse him. (She has a 1 year old.) I have never really wanted anyone else to nurse my baby (even though I really can't) and while he does drink donor milk, I kind of like being the only one to actually nurse him. But I like her, and I didn't want him to have a rough night.
Sure enough, he woke up right after we left and she tried bouncing, singing, shushing, etc. and ended up nursing him. She said she could hardly get him off of her. (He's kind of a boob man.)
Later, my friend Morgan pointed out that Tukey got more play on my birthday than I did.
DAMN YOU TUKEY!!!