Too bad I never got a photo of this one. As a new baby, Z would doze when he was nursing. And, as a typical newborn, it took him a long to eat. Every so often when baby Z would finally finish, I'd pull him back from my breast and his face would be all flushed, his hair disheveled, and his eyes would flutter open. Best of all, there would be a trickle of milk dribbling out of the side of his mouth.
Monday, June 09, 2008
Last Newborn Pleasure
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