Out of pure laziness (I deserve a break now and again) we gave both girls a bottle in the night rather than suffer the uncertainty of breastfeeding. As a result, I woke this morning to find my breast tissue had been replaced by lumps of wood. By 11am however having had the pair of them chawing on my nipples for a good 2 hours between them, my norgs as Paul likes to call them had been restored once again to the limp flat spaniels’ ears I’ve become accustomed to.
(Yep, they both fed today; hallelujah!)