Life Lesson #1: Mommys Nose is Not the Same as Her NippleMeredith Carroll
I know liquid does come occasionally out of my nose, particularly in the past few months when my entire family has passed around various ear infections, respiratory infections and colds. But my nose is not my nipple.
That appears to be the first life lesson I’m trying to impart unto my 5-month-old daughter Peony. We can usually tell when she’s hungry when she tries to eat my nose.
She’ll just suck and suck on it. I’m thankful she’s so patient and optimistic, if not a bit dim.
When Peony is hungry, she’s really hopeful that most anything is a nipple, actually. A knuckle. A neck. A sweatshirt. A finger. An ear. A lock of hair.
She doesn’t get pissed (although maybe she gets a wee bit impatient) when each stone turns up dry. She just moves on to the next potential nipple.
When she sees the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, you know she knows she’s hit the motherload because she starts panting and squealing. My nipples feel like rock stars. After all, who wouldn’t want that kind of reaction?
But we are still trying to teach her to play it a bit cool. And not give my nose more credit than it deserves.
It’s a skill that will come in handy later on in life. I’m not sure how, but I’m still sure of it regardless.
Does your baby ever experience nipple confusion in the same kind of way?
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