Comfort

I took this photo tonight. Freya and I came to bed half an hour ago. She was excited getting ready for bed, giggling and kicking her legs. I got into bed holding her. Over the last few days she has developed a way of snuggling into my shoulder while sucking her fingers. She loves cuddles like this. But it was bedtime, that means cuddles then booby. So yes have a cuddle mum, breath in my baby smell, know I want you then I want booby. So down she shuffles and she's on. It takes a little while for her mind to calm down to sleep so she fidgets on and off for a bit. Then the fidgeting slows, she becomes calmer. She's asleep. But she's so clever, she carries on feeding she not finished yet. Then 10/15 minutes later she slowly lets go. She's had the milk she needs. But we still need the comfort, Freya feels happy, comfortable and safe here. It's her constant. Whatever new experiences we throw at her, I've learnt as long as she can feed, her booby is here for her then it's ok. It's her comfort. Some people may think I shouldn't let her do this. She needs to learn it's ok without it. And she will, but not today and probably not tomorrow. Today she needs booby and mummy. One day she won't and it will be due to her knowing she has a base she can come back to when she was little.  But today she needs it, and I will let her have it, as long as I can and she wants it. 

My baby booby monster x 

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