I remember before Will arrived wondering how we would make out in regards to nursing. Would it work out? I remember thinking that there was no use in worrying about it before the time came. When he was first born I tried to feed him in the delivery room. It didn’t go smoothly but everything was so new. We went to our room a couple of hours later. We were all so tired. Will slept in his little bassinet all wrapped up like a little mummy. Then I awoke from my sleep to tiny grunts. I picked up my new baby and decided to try to feed him again on my own. In the early morning, just as the sun was rising, I fed my sweet newborn, my miracle. Since that moment, it has been so easy for us and it is my favorite time to spend with him. Eventually, I knew I should introduce a bottle so that the option would be there if needed. I thought it would be nice for Daddy to get involved and have some bonding time with Will. I heated up the bottle, handed it Daddy and grabbed my camera. Can I admit that part of me wanted Will to spit it out and want nothing to do with the bottle? But, he didn’t even hesitate. He was a champ and drank it down easily. However, there was a moment, where he looked up at me. It is as if he is asking, “Mama, why aren’t you feeding me”. This photo melts me…. those big, questioning eyes asking if everything is fine. And after that moment, I haven’t given him a bottle again. I am sure he will get many bottles in the future but, for now, I will cherish that special time we have together.
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