We could write a book with all these one-liners!
I have a friend whose first child was an early teether.
Picture it: my friend is semi-reclined on a window seat, her 3-month old daughter is nursing happily away.
Someone comes through the dining room door, and daughter, of course, whips her head around to see what this new object in the room might be.
She didn’t let go of the breast first, though.
The story still makes me wince.
FTR, I am a male, and I heavily cringed upon all the reports of nipple/razor contact. I got sympathetic retraction both up there and down elsewhere.
As to the adventures of the nursing infant brigade, I reiterate that too many things about human reproduction makes one go “intelligent design, schmelligent design…”
I don’t have human children, but have bottle-raised MANY orphaned kittens. One night I got up to do an early AM feeding and since I sleep nude, I just warmed the formula, filled the bottle, got the kitten and took her back to bed with me. I didn’t even think about putting on clothes.
Yep - you guessed it. I was half asleep, and Punkin’ Doodle was about full and looking to play. Oh, look. What’s this? CHOMP! I went airborne - thankfully the Doodle landed on the waterbed.
I don’t have human children, but have bottle-raised MANY orphaned kittens. One night I got up to do an early AM feeding and since I sleep nude, I just warmed the formula, filled the bottle, got the kitten and took her back to bed with me. I didn’t even think about putting on clothes.
Yep - you guessed it. I was half asleep, and Punkin’ Doodle was about full and looking to play. Oh, look. What’s this? CHOMP! I went airborne - thankfully the Doodle landed on the waterbed.