Sunday morning, like so many mornings over the past 5 weeks, I offered the ole boob and was shocked when he actually latched on and decided to have a fresh breakfast and not one pumped from the dreaded udder machine. I was so shocked that I didn't even want to breath from fear that he would realize that it wasn't a bottle. But, he didn't and kept right on feeding. He did it again at 11, again at 3 and let me feed him before bed! The same today-- I fed him this morning and again before bed!!! Woo hoo! It's a miracle! I'm on cloud nine. 💙💙💙
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