An image in my mind: my first baby boy ~ hours old ~ laying across my belly. The look on his face when he realized I was going to nurse him was awe-inspiring!
He was hours old, yet he already KNEW what that breast meant!! His eyes got big and there was an excitement and quiet urgency in his face.
I will never see that little face again, but it is forever burned onto my heart. ~ KmB
Some of my favorite breastfeeding paintings, so far
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