I love the way he nuzzles into my neck. I
\n love the way his body gets heavier when he falls asleep, like
\n dead weight. I love the way he opens his mouth when he’s really
\n hungry – so big – and turns his head back and forth, like he’s
\n not sure where the boob is coming from but if he turns back and
\n forth hard and fast enough he’ll find it – and he always does.
\n I love the way he arches his back and sticks out his butt when
\n I pick him up. I love the way he falls asleep while nursing,
\n and smiles sweetly when I pull away. I love the way he flails
\n his little arms and legs when he’s crying. I love the way he
\n collapes into my arms when I pick him up for cuddles. I love
\n the way he gets so happy and full of smiles when I lay him on
\n the changing table. I love the way he gazes at me when he’s
\n nursing – such big, sweet eyes staring up at me. I love they
\n way his hands kneed into me when he’s tired. I love the way he
\n yawns so big. I love the way he makes me feel so loved when
\n he’s known me for such a short time. I love him.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I love the way he nuzzles into my neck. I love the way his body gets heavier when he falls asleep, like dead weight. I love the way he opens his mouth when he’s really hungry – so big – … Continue reading