No More Milk Milk
I showed Isabelle an old photo of her nursing, and she thought it was another baby.
Isabelle: Baby ya.
Me: No, it’s you, it’s Isabelle when you are a baby. You can’t remember?
I lifted up my top and showed her a breast.
Me: See? Still remember how you drink milk milk last time?
Isabelle took a look and smiled. She came closer and shy away too. I was pretty amused and I told hubby that she’s so shy to see the b**bs now. Hubby asked her to nurse and she just kissed my n*pple and moved away! LOL! Then, she said something…
Isabelle: No milk milk. Papa?
She lifted up hubby’s tee and did the same to his n*pple.
She has never done this when she’s a baby. She could differentiate who’s the milk source, but now, she’s checking on hubby. Then she said something again…
Isabelle: Papa no milk milk.
So, my gal has totally forgotten how to breastfeed huh?





