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I have a headache. All I have been wanting to do this evening is sleep. I sent my husband shopping for the birthday cake and gifts for my little Braxton who turns three tomorrow. Oh my sweet baby!!!! It seems only yesterday that I concieved him without knowing it.
And yes, he still breastfeeds! I don't know how that will ever end. Sometimes it gets to be overwhelming when he wants to do it all day long, or all night long......but other than that it is the most precious time in our lives. I don't want to let go of it, Braxton does not want to let go of it. And if it will get him through yet another flu season, then that is very well worth it to me. He has hardly ever been sick and has NEVER vomited. Breastfeeding is a personal choice and other than our boy hogging up our queen sized bed, it is a bond that I love having with my sweet 'baby' boy. He will grow up much to quickly and I will miss feeling his downy soft baby hair caressing my lips and cheeks as he nuses. I had better stop typing this now, because the thought of him growing up is gonna make me cry.
It is a lovely evening here in Estacada. My husband is outside in our gorgeous back yard playing or I should say practicing golf. It is soooo nice to have a property big enough for that. My eldest son, Jonathan isn't that interested in golf, so he was just out there hanging with his Dad. My daughters have been enjoying climbing trees and picking the newly ripening cherries. I am so glad they still enjoy playing outside.
Poor little Braxton is asleep in my arms, which is peaceful to me, as he has been sick with a cough, runny nose and fever for about 48 hours and has been so very clingy. When he is sick, he only wants his mama. It is an honor to be his mommy and to be 'wanted' like this because they do grow up and soon, he won't want me at all.
This poor kid has diarreah, too. Sitting in his diaper as we speak, but he is sleeping and I need this peaceful moment although it reeks, but I have been unable to use the internet to catch up on my Mommy Blog for a few days. Plus Braxton has huge tantrums when I change his diaper, so I will wait a bit longer. He needs to sleep. He is still nursing and seems to only want my nipple in his mouth for comfort when he is ill. I have soooo much milk, and I am pretty happy that I can nourish him, especially when he will not touch food. My milk comes in every hour or so, so my shirt will be wet with the telltale signs of two damp spots if I go too long. This especially gets embarrassing for me in stores, so I am constantly pushing on my breats to stop the 'gushes' in public and I am certain it looks as though I am fondling myself at times.
Boy, Braxton is stinky, but I love this special little boy and I will see him through his sickness...no matter what it takes.