Synonymous with sleeping…is feeding. One part of the conversation doesn’t exist without the other!
Once again, before Poppy was born I naively thought breastfeeding was just a given, a natural, instinctive behaviour. Luckily, I have been able to feed Poppy well, but initially it wasn’t without its hurdles. It took us both a little time to get used to the idea!
I love feeding Poppy and relish the moments of sitting quietly with her gazing up at me. It is so beautiful.
Now that she is nearly 5 months, she has other ideas and is very easily distracted. I don’t really enjoy feeding her in public anymore as I feel quite exposed at times, as she lurches her head to investigate new sounds.
I look at her now (all 8 kilos of her) and am amazed that I have given her all of her nutrients from day one! No wonder I have a ferocious appetite!
Below is a photo of when she is 8 days old and her first day out on the water!
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