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The Joy of Food Service

spingirl | 21 May, 2008 14:22

Since becoming pregnant with, and subsequently giving birth to, Ian, I have found myself in many roles that I never foresaw myself in. For instance, I often find myself being a pack mule, given that an outing with Ian generally involves a diaper bag, a purse, some sort of cute toy, and, of course, Ian. I also am a very good climbing gym, as my little monkey loves to demonstrate.

Today, I found a new role for myself: being a breakfast bar.


At almost 14 months in age, Ian is still very interested in nursing. And considering the health benefits (as well as the number of calories I burn when making milk), I really haven't had an issue with being compared to a dairy cow. On occasion, I will even moo while my little calf is at the teat. It doesn't bother me, the whole extended breastfeeding thing.

But this morning, well...Ian is getting in molars, which means lots of poor sleep for mommy. He woke up twice last night for nursing and comfort (insert a moo here), and then woke up around 6 for his regular morning nursing session and a nap in the bed with mommy. Generally, the first morning session starts off on one boob and ends on the other. This morning, Ian decided he wanted a little from the right side, then a little from the left side, then back to right side, and so on. Eventually, grumpy mommy got tired of this and said: "Ian, mommy is not an all-you-can-eat breakfast bar. Pick a side and stick with it." Ian, for his part, looked at me and actually listened.

And who said the customer is always right?

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