La crème.

So the crazy La Leche League lady who came over to when le bébé was first born recently sent a text to check in. I call her “crazy” because while she was indeed very helpful in terms of making me not cry every time I had to feed my child, she also felt strongly that I should continue to make my chest an all-you-can-eat buffet until le bébé reached the ripe old age of five.

What the what?!

Anyway, it was nice of her to check in. I replied that all was well and le bébé was getting nice and chubby. To which she replied, “Ah bien! Vous devez faire la crème!”

You must be making cream. My first thought was no, I’m actually making a sandwich right now, and what does that have to do with…Oh. I’d been hit with some good old creepy breast milk humor. Nice one La Leche League!

Although judging by the dimpled knees of my petite chou, she might be right:

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6 thoughts on “La crème.

  1. My friend once got a plane seat next to a woman who was “discretely” breastfeeding her 3 year old. I guess one boob ran out of milk, because the kid looked up and said “Other one, mommy.”

  2. Choosing to have my daughter wear cloth diapers was the best choice! She has never had diaper rash, and it saves our family tons of money:) They really are much easier than people think, and there are so many ways to get them cheap online! I recomend anyone to at least try them once.

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