The Joy of Reproduction

[botias]

Nursing an infant and cradling it close brings feelings of contentment and well-being that I can reach no other way. That's not true. These feelings, they're practically post-coital. Coincidence? I think not. I engage in reproductive behavior and I am stroked. Keep up the good work!

I often run my cheek over their baby fuzz and breath in their baby smell. Who knows what many orders of adoration are concealed within this delightful stuff. My baby! My precious, my sweet pea, my little love. But only for a couple of years. So I gather them close often, and write sappy posts on my LJ.

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[owenthurman.livejournal.com]

My wife went out of town for two days while still nursing the twelve month old. For the first time the little one didn't complain or scream in the middle of the night at all. It was like she knew that momma wasn't around and there was no point.

Sometimes I think the nursing-lust of little ones causes more stress than connection. But then I seem momma and child sharing a connection that I can only remember the vaguest inkling of.

[botias.livejournal.com]

Sometimes I think the nursing-lust of little ones causes more stress than connection.

Nursing is a little like sex that way too. I don't do anything that would leave me feeling resentful or disconnected. If I do, one party may be getting gratification, but the relationship is damaged. As the parent, it's often completely on me to prevent that. There's a number of other ways to give comfort and demonstrate love.