I love nursing. I'm not a nursing nazi. I'm not saying everyone has to nurse. I just happen to really enjoy it. I love having regular time set aside every day when I get to be alone with Noah to look at him, pray over him, and think while he eats. I love feeling his sweet little body against mine, feeling my milk come in, and getting that restful sensation that I'm providing what he needs.
When he's nursing, Noah has the habit of waving his outside hand around -- straight up in the air, through my hair, around my chin, in my mouth, over his face -- pretty much anywhere... There's something so precious about seeing that adorable little hand with the dimple nuckles and supersoft skin touching me.
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