I'm sure I'm not the only breastfeeding mom who has wondered or thought about it. It's also more evident when I was away for several hours and my precious wasn't able to snack/touch base/recharge for a long time... but I feel, when he nurses at night, he also somehow tells me about his day.
There are times he'd just really suckle and sleep, exhausted from what he was up to the whole time I was away.
There are times when he wouldn't be doing a lot of suckling, but he'd be doing a lot of touching and sighing, as if to re-create me in his senses.
There are times when he'd be suckling like crazy, demanding from me, or berating me for being away for a long time.
There are times when he'd actually whimper a little while feeding, as if telling me how lost he felt without me.
There are times when he's just really playful, naughty and refuse to settle down... telling me he's had too much excitement when I was out.
No matter what he tells me, the magical thing really is the fact that breastfeeding provides me with these opportunities to reconnect. And again, what a privilege to be the one who can truly end his day perfectly... every day.
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