Week 6 : Blog a la Cart

This week has been a doozy. I blame what the lactation consultants referred to as “The Six Week Growth Spurt.”

All week long it felt as though Courtland was a permanent accessory. Like hair extensions. Or a parasite.

I say that with all the love in the world. I swear.

She nursed constantly. I’m surprised I’ve not turned into raisin. Thank goodness for my trusty Camel Back that James has conveniently rigged on the bedside table. Best. Idea. E-V-E-R. Just picture it, me suckling from a Camel Back while Courtland suckles from, well, me.

Okay, maybe don’t picture it.

Anyway, I think we’re coming out of this little spurt – PLEASE GOD let us be coming out of it! – so onward into Week 7 we go, with hopes of some time unbound by the demands of a nursling.

Doesn’t she realize that if I’d wanted to accessorize my breasts I would have opted for a nipple ring?

Note: The Mohawk just keeps getting better and better.