Breastfeeding husband stories

Added: Tywan Pfeffer - Date: 05.11.2021 11:09 - Views: 11680 - Clicks: 5735

So, I have come to the realization, two-and-a-half weeks after having my baby, that I am in fact a cow.

Breastfeeding husband stories

I spend ninety percent of my day with my boobs hanging out-feeding my baby. Sure, I change him after he shits himself times per day and sometimes he sleeps, but most of the time I am a feeding machine. My breasts, on the other hand, are not so pleased. They could use a rest, to be honest. With most jobs, after eight hours you get a scheduled thirty-minute lunch and two fifteen-minute breaks.

Do I need to bring in a Union?

Breastfeeding husband stories

It has you hallucinating and envisioning these types of things. Anyway, boob-protest aside, I really do feel like I belong on a farm some days.

Breastfeeding husband stories

Especially at night. He comes upstairs and removes the baby calf err Cole and then takes him away to change and burp him. I whip out the boob and feed the little beast again.

Breastfeeding husband stories

We do this until about midnight, so that I can at least get a few semi-uninterrupted hours of sleep. It seems to be working, actually, and last night my little calf went four hours without needing to eat. Do you understand how happy this made me? Oh sleep, how I love thee.

Expect a love letter addressed to 'Sleep' in an upcoming post. Anyway, the little animal is ready to eat again-I better go pee and get comfy for the next minutes.

Breastfeeding husband stories

Please share! Did you like that rhyme? I swear. Jen Warman: New Freakin' Mummy. Family Mummy. Printer-friendly version.

Breastfeeding husband stories

Family - Mummy.

Breastfeeding husband stories

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