My nursing fan club

There is a blog that I enjoy reading and one that probably a lot of you have heard of called C Jane, Enjoy It. If you haven't heard of her, you may have heard of her sister Nie Nie (the woman who was in a terrible plane crash a few years ago that burned 80% of her body). Nie Nie's blog is good and uplifting, but C Jane's blog is snarky and often sarcastic--can you guess which one I tend to like more? :) Anyway, C Jane had a baby back in November and so lots of her posts are about mothering a newborn and balancing that new baby with her other children (she has 2 others). She recently posted a 2 part series called "While I was nursing" and I thought it was hilarious.

And completely different from my own experience. Completely.

I think that my boys have some kind of built in sonar or high frequency hearing like a dog who hears a whistle that no human ear can hear, because when I sit down to nurse Zach, it doesn't matter where Owen and Eli are, they seem to magically appear and want to sit right next to me or on me or behind me. Owen often thinks he needs to rest his head on my arm right at that moment or "help" me nurse baby by adjusting my positioning (read: boob). This is also the time when they NEED something like a drink or a toy or their movie turned on.

It's frustrating (and funny).

So I guess if I were to submit a pic to C Jane's series it would be a picture of me nursing Zach and being smothered by my two 3-year-olds.

Fun.