And yes, I am a successful breastfeeding mom.
My daily routine is punctuated by (almost) hourly breastfeeding sessions. My breasts are now Junesque. I can give Angel Locsin/Aya Medel and all boldies a run for their money. Though of course, mine are filled with liquid gold instead of fat/silicone.
I still am not successful with giving baby a bath. Daddy Jam and Tita/Yaya Ensei.El are experts.
Jerard Danniel got his second vaccine (BCG) last Saturday. I did not watch it. I heard him cry, though. Being a mom is a complex thing.
I surf the Net for all sorts of info re breastfeeding, sterilizing bottles, nappy changes, infant sleeping patterns and more that could make me anxious about my maternal instincts.
I am bored at home. But I cannot leave OB1 for even an hour without fretting about him.
Daddy Jam is equally obsessive compulsive with his son. I cannot hold him much when he's around. He can change a nappy in seconds. His voice soothes the little boy more than mine, though when it comes to feeding time, of course, my breasts can talk louder.
