- Hand on head, elbow out, in the "don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful" gesture.
- Hand raised up in the air in the "praise God!" gesture. I suppose she's praising God from whom all (milky) blessings flow.
- Hand grasping big toe in what I will call The Multitasking Yogi Pose.
- Hand reaching up to touch my face in her most endearing new habit. It's nice to think that she's realizing there's a face attached to the boob, and Mommy is more than just a milk dispenser.
- Hands grasping the boob on either side in the desperate "isn't there any more in there???" gesture. That one being, obviously, my least favorite.
A concluding theological thought: if more theologians were mothers, perhaps we would have an understanding of kenosis linked to breastfeeding as a symbolic and physical "emptying" on behalf of others.
stay tuned for a dissertation to that effect if I can ever get it written between my daughter's breastfeeding sessions--a daughter whose brestfeeding pose I would call the "kitten" because she's always kneading away at my breast (with fierce little fingernails) as though she is saying "let down-purrrr-let down--purrr"
those little baby claws can be vicious!!! and lately Clare's been tweaking nipples, too. I hope Sylva skips over that bad habit. not quote the "smiles and love pats" Womanly Art promised me...
I loved reading this. Thanks.
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