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I was witness to a wonderful event tonight. I was talking to her and she had to nurse her child. She turned on the cam and I witnessed the most beautiful pictures anyone can imagine. She put her baby to her breast and I watched as she nursed her child.
Her ex an ex. Not there.
If my woman gave birth to my child I could not imagine not being there. Here she was sharing with me a wonderful event. We are talking, finding things in common and she shared this. I could not imagine not wanting to be there.
Maybe this is naive to those of you who have had a divorce but this was so initimate and a very caring event she let me witness.
It took my breath away.
It was truly amazing to watch.
The bond between a mother and a nursing baby is so intense, that for a lot; IMO; it is almost a spiritual bonding each time the baby nurses.
Cherokee_dove, you have very aptly described what I experienced with both of my children.
TigerClaw, it's refreshing to see a guy who 'gets' it...
Nursing is awesome indeed.
The bound between me and my child is strong. Theres so much love and gentlenss in nursing. When I nurse my baby and hold her in my arms I feel how vulnerable she is and I love her more. I wanna hold her tighter, I want her to feel safe and loved and I love when she look right into my eyes and gives me a lil smile. I love when she hold my finger and and then fall asleep in my arms when shes full. I love to watch her sleepin, breathing so peacefully in my arms. I love to cuddle with her and stroke her head gently while she sleep. Could do that for hours. Just watch her sleeping. Kissing her. Keep her safe and warm. Protecting her, checking if shes alright, and then smile when I see how content she is.
She might sleep for a lil while and then she wake up and suck on everything that touch her face, usualy suck on my finger, showing me she want more, so we do it all over again. I am not getting much sleep, but its worth it. My lil one getting all she needs and when she need it. Sometimes my nipples just hurt cuz I feel like I all I do is nursing, but its special and I love to do that, knowing I am giving her the best I can.
My lil one looks exactely like my older daughter. It makes me smile too. If I had a pics of both of them I wouldnt know who is who, they are alike. I been nursing my first daughter for 14 months, hope I can do that for my second daughter as well. Its hard to descirbe how it makes me feel like, its just beautiful. Babies are cute. Their vulnerabity makes me wanna keep them in my arms like all the time and I am rarely without my lil one in my hands. She needs me and I need her as well. Theres nuthing nicer than wake up in the night with her holding my finger and hear her cry abit with sounds that sounds like mama. The way she calling me is awesome. Shes not crying like someone killing her like some kids does hehe, she crying very softly. I am usualy up in a sec when I hear her and she knows that. Then I just give her my breast so she could eat and then we sleep again, for few hours.
She sleep with me in my bed, under my sheet. I need her near me. Couldnt sleep if she was in her bed. I am checking her every while if shes okay, if shes breathing. Then I kiss her, put my hand gently around her and sleep as well.
Nursing is special, intimate and awesome experience. Share it with someone is special too.
~Kate![]()
Now this made me cry.I knew a woman who had children. She did not have the perfect body, but I loved her so. I also admired how good the kids were. If we were going to have children I couldnt think of anything more I would like to share with her. I didnt care about her stretch marks or changed boobies from Child birth. Didnt care they were not my kids. I tried to show her I didnt care about the stretch marks and even filled them in as black stripes as if she were my Tigress in a playful time. That was the closest time of awe I could equate with this. I knew exactly what He talked about above. I knew exactly how much he loved his wife. It did not matter to me either that they were not my kids. It was the sign of love and the physical sign of her wonderful children that I was now graced with knowing.
That is the closest I can come in describing this whole event.
I knew a woman who had children. She did not have the perfect body, but I loved her so. I also admired how good the kids were. If we were going to have children I couldnt think of anything more I would like to share with her. I didnt care about her stretch marks or changed boobies from Child birth. Didnt care they were not my kids. I tried to show her I didnt care about the stretch marks and even filled them in as black stripes as if she were my Tigress in a playful time. That was the closest time of awe I could equate with this. I knew exactly what He talked about above. I knew exactly how much he loved his wife. It did not matter to me either that they were not my kids. It was the sign of love and the physical sign of her wonderful children that I was now graced with knowing.
That is the closest I can come in describing this whole event.
Now this made me cry.
She's a lucky woman. Theres nuthing nicer than be loved the way we are. And you loved her kids like ya own! I got no words for that, except that you are amazing and very loving person.
*Now I want this for myself too.*
Thank you!Kate...you DESERVE this for yourself, too... *hugs*
I understand completely where you are. I dont have kids of my own yet. So, I can imagine how this would be if I were the Father.
I Pray that you will have a wonderfully healthy child and can share in the happiness together.
We've been trying to get pregnant for almost a year now. It feels like everyone is having kids but me...I've known four girls that worked with me in the last year that have gotten pregnant, all by 'accident'.
I know God would never let me go into a situation I wasn't ready for, so I keep praying and keep trying to better myself and my relationship with Sir so that we can have children of our own.
I want so badly for our genetics to join, to create a healthy beautiful child that we can both love and cherish, raise well, to protect and to watch grow. I crave it, my belly feels empty and still, lifeless even.
Sometimes when I see a pregnant woman, swollen with life, glowing with that beautiful pink in her cheeks, I want to cry. I'm so happy for her and torn with such jealousy that sometimes I can't breathe.
You are all so fortunate that you have gotten to experience this. God bless motherhood!
Well, I've changed my diet slowly, in order not to feel so deprived. I drink iced tea and flavored vitamin water, very little in the way of soda or sugared drinks of any kinds. I avoid over processed desert snacks, junk food, red meat (which sometimes gives me a stomach ache when I eat it) and processed fats. I try and eat at least a small 'something' for breakfast everyday, although sometimes I'm not hungry and don't want to force myself.
I try and eat at least three or four 'colors' of vegetables/fruits every day, and include some kind of protein with all my main meals. I snack on mixed nuts, fruit or granola, and take prenatal vitamins, fish oil supplements and calcium with vitamin D every day.
However, I sometimes allow myself small portions of multi grain chips (Harvest Cheddar sun chips are my favorite) and sugar free jello or ice cream. I have a ferocious sweet tooth and would probably kill myself if it weren't for those snacks.
Stress is a factor in my life, as my job is VERY stressful and I'm extremely unhappy doing it. However, my Sir recently got a position where he's making more salary, and therefor I'll be able to change jobs without worrying too much about the in between time bills. This will be a huge relief!
The reason we're having so many problems is I had to have surgery to have one of my ovaries removed. The ovary that was taken was the only one I was ovulating from, and for 2 years after that I didn't have my periods. Also, I have pretty acute Sjogren's Syndrome, and it makes my vagina very dry and acidic and inhospitable to sperm.
Just recently, though, I have started showing signs that my other ovary is 'waking up' as it were, and am looking forward to trying to continue my search for motherhood.
I was witness to a wonderful event tonight. I was talking to her and she had to nurse her child. She turned on the cam and I witnessed the most beautiful pictures anyone can imagine. She put her baby to her breast and I watched as she nursed her child.
Her ex an ex. Not there.
If my woman gave birth to my child I could not imagine not being there. Here she was sharing with me a wonderful event. We are talking, finding things in common and she shared this. I could not imagine not wanting to be there.
Maybe this is naive to those of you who have had a divorce but this was so initimate and a very caring event she let me witness.
It took my breath away.
It was truly amazing to watch.
Should I beg? on public???hmmm, do you purr?
Do you scratch?
Do you cuddle?