I wish I could post some pictures of Max right now. (But alas, the camera is STILL broken!) He has hit that magic four month, happy baby mark. He is happy to play on the floor, practicing finding his thumb and rolling over. Soon he will learn how to grab toys and find his feet. I got him an exersaucer just the other day and he already loves being able to stand in that and look around. The world is an amazing place when you are four months old and can finally see across the room!
The other day I realized that he was at that perfect age as far as nursing goes, too. He would just get down to business and nurse to his heart’s content. He didn’t turn around and try to look around; either taking my nipple with him or leaving me exposed for all to see. He didn’t squirm much. He didn’t need much help to stay attached and get his fill. He just nursed. Ahhh. It was so nice for that whole day to realize that something was going along so easily.
But I spoke too soon. The very next day he discovered that if he pushed on the arm of whatever chair I was sitting in with his little (but very strong) legs, he could launch himself off the other end of the chair taking my nipple right with him. Um, OW. Okay, but I was gifted with the opportunity to fully enjoy blissfully easy breastfeeding for one whole day. Can I really ask for more? 😉