See Mom’s Breast
Moo. Moo. Moo.
See Mom Rest.
Boo. Boo. Boo.
See Mom get up and feed
Moo. Moo. Moo.
At every hour that you need.
Moo. Moo. Moo.
Now you have grown
And will not even have known
How often your mom
Drew out her breast
For you to feast,
All I can say
Is that cow’s are not the only
Ones who go
Moo. Moo. Moo.*
*While I will acknowledge the many benefits of breastfeeding**, I must say that I never got the whole “thing” with it. Two kids later, I am happy I did it for each of them as long as I did (1 year for oldest, 9 months for youngest), but I was not entranced by it. It was a means to an end, sometimes rewarding, sometimes annoying. While I will miss it in the sense that it is yet another baby milestone I will not experience again, I will not be crying over ending it. Do I end on a pun? Oh, why the hell not—Thanks for the Mammeries!
** Please don't take this as an invitation to discuss how bad a mother I am for not breastfeeding anymore. It was a mutual choice between me and my daughter, as is it your choice to continue (or not).
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Thanks for the Mammeries!
TOO FUNNY!
I am trying to figure out how to end this also .. anya nd all types would be wonderfully appreciative.
KimboSue is cracking me up!
I really enjoyed that! My daughter stopped wanting to breast around 6 months and I used to get so pissed at all the judgmental looks I'd get.
Have fun getting your breasts back!
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