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Sunday, January 11, 2009

Breastfeeding bear

Because of my baby’s health issues (Hirschsprung Disease), he was fed intravenously for a couple stretches in the beginning. After that he could only have pumped milk for a while as they carefully monitored how much milk he was getting and his weight gain.

I, therefore, spent a lot of time with the breast pump during his first few months of life.

One day I walked by our preschooler, calmly sitting on the recliner. He’d taken out my pump and was lifting up his shirt, holding the breast shield against his tiny, little-boy chest. He sat their very calmly, his teddy bear on his lap.

I bit my lip to stop from laughing. As casually as possible, I asked, “Watcha doin’ Honey?”

He shrugs. “Getting some milk for my bear.”

It was such a sweet gesture, I didn’t have the heart to set him straight.