after six, or maybe seven rounds with my old friend mastitis and a mind numbingly painful breast abscess located directly beneath grady's favorite teething toy, i decided to wean the sweet man. what a champ. every four or five days i substituted a bottle for a feeding. it took about two weeks. i miss the smacks to the face, the underarm pinching of small folds of skin, the smell of his breath, his sweaty head under a blanket. he is fantastic. in every way. even as a bottle fed baby. wonderful. he still cannot hold a bottle. but i don't mind. i like holding him close for those few quiet moments. just me and him. having our time.
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We can't believe how big Gray has gotten since July. Give him smooches from all of us.
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