For the first 6 or so weeks, breastfeeding for me was all business. Don’t get me wrong, it was wonderful. Watching my beautiful babe fall off the breast drunk with milk. Seeing his little body relax into a deeper sleep than I thought humanly possible. And then the way he would swing his little head back and forth next to me in the middle of the night, mouth wide open, eyes still closed because he was so confident that I would be right there, which I was. But other than that, his mission was to get on and fill his stomach.
Then when he was about six weeks old, he paused between swallows, looked up at me and, with my nipple still between his lips, smiled and cooed. I thought my heart was going to explode from the cuteness. That was the beginning of the booby games and they’ve only become more adorable, more elaborate and more fun since. For some examples:
Booby Chats. After that first time he got pretty into chatting up the boobies mid-drink. He’d stop swallowing, pull back a bit and babble at my nipple. Sometimes giggle, sometimes give it a little poke, sometimes just look at it perplexedly like he’s wondering how such delicious milk comes out of something so odd-looking.
Stinky Feet. I think this is pretty standard, but Little Man is such an enthusiast that for about three straight months, the first thing he would do upon climbing into my lap was stick his foot up in my face so I could tell him how stinky it was and make the appropriately horrified face.
High Five. Once stinky feet got boring, high fives took over. Why he finds them so hilarious though is still a bit of a mystery!
High tea. This isn’t so much a game as a nuisance because it pinches. He sometimes gets very particular about the precise positioning of the booby in the mouth, so he grabs a little bit of my skin next to his mouth and lifts it to get juuuust the right angle. It looks like he’s daintily putting a teacup to his mouth.
Move over Booby. Sometimes a booby just isn’t enough, so he tries to suck his thumb – and occasionally his toe – at the same time. For a minute or two he sucks air because the extra appendage in his mouth keeps him from latching properly, then he notices he has a dilemma. He spends the next minute alternating from boob to thumb/toe, then finally realizes only one of the options has milk and gives up the lesser alternatives.
Trap the Booby. This is still one of my favourites. We had just had a shower together, and while I was trying to wrangle a diaper on him in bed, he decided to go after the boobies that were still uncovered and taunting him. He jumped on me mouth first, missed completely and bounced off. But he got up and tried again! Now it’s a regular exercise whenever I’m topless.
Yoga Booby. Once Little Man started putting his legs to use he was loathe to stop, even for milk. He decided he could combine crawling and standing with nursing. The result is something that usually looks very much like a downward dog, but with his head kinked back uncomfortably to accommodate latching. It’s also the game that’s the most certain to attract funny looks in public.
Raspberry Booby. This is his newest and, I have to say, weirdest nursing trick. He smooshes his face into my boob then swings it from side to side exhaling as he goes, making a delightful whoopee cushion/raspberry noise through his nose. It totally cracks me up!
Watching him have so much fun while he nurses makes me so happy. And watching the games get more elaborate as he gets older and can do more is one of the best things about nursing past infancy.
So what are some of the weird and wonderful things your nurslings do during booby time?