PJ is definitely teething, as I’ve mentioned. And suddenly my happy little guy is not so happy. Yesterday, our PJ & Mommy day was a few laughs, some extra cuddles, and a whole lot of tears.
The only thing that made him feel better was nursing. Half the time he wasn’t even hungry, but just didn’t want to settle for anything else. And at one point, I actually got frustrated and thought “Isn’t there anything else you want to do?!”
Then I realized it was not that long ago that it felt like he would never want to nurse even to eat, let alone be comforted by it. All those tears (from both of us!) and trying and days of being sore and wondering if he would ever learn or if I would be stuck pumping forever were just a couple of short months ago. And now nursing is PJ’s favorite thing, the one thing that makes him feel better in his first experience since the NICU finding out that life can be tough. So I silently apologized for wanting him to not want this, and gently moved him to the other side to give half of me a break.
Feel better soon little guy, and thanks for reminding Mommy what’s really important.