Kama Boobtra

Conor has apparently been reading up on advanced boobing positions.  As he has gotten more squiggly at night, he has gotten more creative.  He moves from the regular cradle hold to a sidewise foot-in-the-air yoga stretch to a direct face on the boob (which really makes me feel like a sow nursing my litter) to a sneak tweak of the other boob to a belly-to-belly resting across my lap head leaning on arm. 

Sometimes, the squiggles mean “let me get in the crib, I’m ready to go to sleep” and sometimes they mean just the opposite, “I’m not going to sleep for at least another hour.” 

Last night, we had more teething issues.  However, we’re still going for the fang look.  I believe it’s just wishful thinking, but I thought I felt a tooth in the appropriate front position, but we haven’t seen anything. 

Off to work.  Bleah.  Things do not feel better.  I’m really freaking out about work. 

8:26:59 AM