Vampire

So I've now got another baby who can't / won't fall asleep without the boob. This time, at least, I'm putting up a fight - I try rocking him, giving him a pacifier, shushing him, but I eventually give in because I need him to nap as much as he needs to nap. So I sit down in the glider and put him on the Boppy and as I'm whipping out the boob I swear a smug little smile flashes across his face before he lunges at me with his mouth wide open. The fact that I burn calories while I'm nursing is just about the only consolation. And I get to sit down. That's not nothing these days.