Bleeding. More bleeding.
But not from down there, from up here. In this general region. (Imagine my hand circling my chest area.) Well let me get more localized. My nipple.
He bit me.
I knew it was bound to happen. Well to be honest he's bit me twice before. It was weeks and weeks ago and I put a stop to it right away. Pulled his mouth off. Said "No biting!" "Biting hurts mommy." And that was it. He got sad when I yelled but he learned quick, and never did it again.
Well tonight he got me good. Two bloody teeth marks on the bottom of my nipple. Holy hell did it hurt. It was probably my fault to begin with as he was over tired and not in need of milk as much as he was in need of his bed. So yeah I guess I'll still love him. <3 <3 <3
However just to jump back to my last post about my period. Can I just say how hilarious I find it that AF showed up right before the pools opened and a weekend that was packed full of swimming fun? The IF higher-ups are looking down tapping their finger tips together laughing, muhuahhhhhh