by
Jennifer Berger
While I was pregnant with my baby Emily, I told my then
3 year old, Amanda, that I would be breastfeeding since she had never seen it done. I
explained that my breasts would make milk for the baby. She pointed at my left breast and
asked "Could that one make hot cocoa for me?"
Later, I was at the post office picking up a parcel. It turned out to be a case of
formula, I commented I wouldn't be needing it. Amanda piped up "You don't need that
formula! You'll feed the baby with your magic boobies!"
Amanda and Emily
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After Emily was born, Amanda was quite the little helper. Emily will
not accept artificial nipples and Amanda often says she wishes she could feed her sister.
I told her she couldn't right now. "But mommy!" She said, "I could water
mine (she pointed to her chest) and grow them big like yours!"
My husband was a bit surprised at the power of letdown and the "power of (hand)
expression." He was sitting beside me and suddenly Amanda decides to grab the
breast not in use and shot her father right in the eye....She thinks that I have a neat
built-in squirt gun!
When Amanda asks for a glass of milk, she always tells me "from the fridge,
from a gallon...not booby juice!" If Emily cries in public, Amanda
usually gets upset and if I do not immediately get the baby to stop, she tells me
"The baby's hungry! Whip it out!"
My younger sisters are a little uncomfortable with my enthusiasm over breastfeeding and my
nursing in front of them. One day, they were next to me on the couch, as I undid my bra to
nurse Emily, I noticed the looks on their faces, so as a joke, I leaned close and shouted "Oh
my God! They're out of control! Take cover!"
They jumped about 10 feet!
I love nursing, but I love a good sense of humor too!
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Breastfeeding
The
Lighter Side
