I can't take any pictures right now.

January 5, 2012

Because she’s all about the boobs. Breastfeeding was immediate and without a hitch.

1) Go ahead and take pictures. It’s art.

2) Breastfeeding without a hitch? Doesn’t that make the milk spill on the floor?

I’m going to re-tell this story because it’s one of my favorites, despite the fact that some have heard it before.

The Boy was born at Shands, the teaching hospital of the University of Florida. Which meant that we never saw “a” doctor, we saw 12 doctors… most of them didn’t seem old enough to drive and presumably a few who had never seen a naked body in a non-clinical setting.

The day after The Boy was born, the doctor knocked on the door and asked if he could come in. The Wife had dropped her hospital gown top and was nursing The Boy like a champ (GO TEAM BOOB!). The doctor closed the door for a moment, presumably so she could cover herself up.

Which she didn’t.

Then an entourage of doctors and wannabes came into the room. The doctor asked some questions of The Wife about how she was feeling, how everything was going, etc.

All the while The Boy is going to town on Boob #1 and Boob #2 is just hanging out waiting its turn.

The funniest part was watching a few of the male students who were so embarrassed that they spent the entire time in the room looking at the corners of the ceilings. (None of the female students seemed embarrassed. Then again, they were probably more familiar with the equipment on a personal level.)

After they left, we had a conversation that went something like this:

Me, amused: “I thought you might have covered up…”

“It’s not like they haven’t seen boobs before. And besides, yesterday I had a group of them surrounding my hooha. Seems a little late to be all modest.”

A little while later a nurse came in to process our checkout. I’d guess she was in her early 20s, very friendly, dark black skin and more than a touch of a delightful Southern accent.

“Alright y’all, you have any questions?”

We looked at least other and shrugged.

“Not really,” The Wife said.

“You sure?” the nurse asked.

“Yeah… he’s nursing fine, that was the only real thing we were worried about… we’ve gotten a few diaper changes and that’s been fine too.”

“Nasty, but fine,” I added.

“So… yeah,” The Wife said with another shrug.

“Y’all are so chill! I don’t think I’ve ever seen new parents that relaxed about it.”

She was adorable. I think the only thing more adorable was the 4’ tall OB/GYN who delivered The Boy. I remember thinking “Wow, that’s convenient, she doesn’t even have to really bend over.”

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