Monday, October 12, 2009

Fatness

Fatness. My DD's thighs. And all from food she ate out of my body. I remember thinking the same thing about my DS's growth. When it was time to empty the garbage pail of diapers, I'd have to heave it out. All that weight - almost- was defecated breastmilk. He was born so small and skinny-- we were uber-aware of every ounce he gained. And gain he did. He suckled exclusively until a year-- with the occasional formula supplement when I had to be away from him.

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