Remembering...

This is what it was like when I first started nursing him. He would be so ravenous that he would drink drink DRINK!! Then he would throw himself back when he was done, looking totally and completely drunk... like this...

Oh the bliss.... We had a moment today. Another scary moment, where the razor sharp teeth that have never been dulled on anything before came out...(well, except for the pickle...)

I had rehearsed this in my mind, so it went pretty smoothly on my part. I pulled him off, stared into the big blue eyes and said, "NOOOO!!!" Sat him on the ground and left the room. So sad, so so so sad. He cried... he cried the sad cry that he makes when all he can see are strangers and can't see his mom... I hate that cry. I came back ohhh..... 20 seconds later, gave him a big hug and a huge ole' kiss on the cheek. I love this kid, really. So much.

Then later today, we had another "session". He was very timid, eyeing me the whole time. He did not bite. When we were done I made a big deal about it. Smothered him in hugs and kisses and while I was squeezing the life out of him, he turned and planted a huge kiss (open mouthed, of course) on my cheek. It was probably one of the best moments in my whole parenting experience. The words of my bff "all is forgiven, on both sides."

** Thanks for all of the excellent advice. Tru really appreciates it!! So do I!!