When You show a five year old your boobs....

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Get your minds outta the gutter lovelies!

Last night I had the genius, inspired idea to turn on our old desktop and look at baby pictures of Boomer. It was so fun. She watched the video of her first steps and giggled. There was another one of her and I in the backseat laughing hysterically at nothing. Then there was her first bubble bath, and her saying Love you and Thank you. (Both of which sounded exactly the same by the way.)

Then we came across the gem of me nursing her. There is ONE picture of this happening though it went on for six months. (Haha...no not sharing.)  I went to quickly move onto the next picture, not because it was weird or uncomfortable. (I am nude A LOT...lol it comes from growing up in a house of nothing but girls. Then my college roomie was super uninhibited too....seriously if Boomer was a boy she'd probably be a little wrong in the head....anyway) I moved away because Boomer asks questions. Unending questions. Uncomfortable unending questions.

The conversation went something like this:

Boomer: 'Momma....is your boob in the baby's mouth?'

Me: 'Yep'

Boomer: 'Momma...is that baby me?'

Me: 'Yep'

Boomer: ' Well....was there something in your boob?'

Me: 'Yep'

Boomer: 'Was it like milk?'

Me: 'Yep'

Boomer: ' Well I wish I was still a baby and I could drink milk from your boob. It looks nice Momma.'

At this point I finally dispensed with the yeps because I realized that she was NOT going to let go of this bone. So I explained that some mommies chose to nurse their babies. That after you have a baby your body is equipped to feed them. That I made the choice to do so for about six months until she became the bottomless pit of feeding and I wanted my body back. It had been almost 18mos for crying out loud. (Boomer would nurse both sides, eat cereal, have a small bottle and want to nurse again. NOPE! All done!) I told her that it was nice. It was a way that I bonded with her. It was the one thing that I could do for her that no one else could. She looked at the picture and said.....

'Ok. Cool. But Momma....where did your boobs go?'

And that my friends is a whole other post.