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1st proper post-baby post

This is my first time with just me and my boys. Mark is working, and his mum is coming over this afternoon to meet the latest edition to the family, but for a few hours this morning I have them both all to myself!

And it's been lovely! Jack's having a nap at the moment, I thought it would be a good idea to put him down now so that he's fresh and awake for when Grandma gets here rather than try to put him to bed when she's here or risk him being over tired and stroppy. Tom's having a snooze in his moses basket too so I have a little time to pop on here.

Jack is taking so well to being a big brother. We're not getting any of the tantrums and strops I feared we might, he had a bit of a paddy yesterday but that was only because he was tired and hungry. He strops when he's like that anyway so I'm not counting it as a jealous thing. He likes Tom I think, he gives him toys and kisses, comes to tell me if Tom starts to cry and shuffle about and so on. Doesn't mind that I'm cuddling and feeding the new baby instead or as well as him. In fact, he is fascinated by me feeding Tom and wants to know what's happening.

This morning Jack picked up one of my breast shields, which had collected some milk drips while I was feeding Tom. He stuck his tongue in and proclaimed "YUMMMMMMMMMMM!" and wanted to drink it. I found myself pouring the drips from both shields into his cup and he supped the lot... then he started looking for more.

I can imagine there are certain people out there who will be turning green and sick at the thought, but it's not like he's back on the boob (I think trying to tandem feed both Jack and Tom would probably kill me) and it's not that long ago really that Jack was feeding on that same milk himself. I'm not sure what Mark will make of it when he comes home tonight and I tell him :oD But what was I supposed to do? Tell Jack that this special mummy milk was only for the new baby and he wasn't allowed any? I didn't think that was such a good idea when I'm trying so hard to avoid any jealousy and competition, and after all it does no harm. It's better for him than cows milk anyway.

Chuckle!
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