I can finally tell you all one of my darkest secrets because it is just about to be resolved. I am a closet breastfeeder. I never actually stopped breastfeeding all those months ago when I blogged about it. Well, actually I did, for a whole day, but quickly gave up the second day when Atticus refused to take a bottle. So here I am...realizing how things like
this happen...Now that you are all totally grossed out, think about how I feel. He now demands it and always tries to pull my clothes off. So, this time for sure.
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OH MY GOSH! I'm never going to get that image out of my head..that's wrong...oh so wrong!
I'm gonna pretend I'm totally cool with you breast feeding your one-year-old who's almost closer to two years old, so as not to make you feel bad. I must admit, your breasts looked suspiciously firm and supple last time I saw you, and I suspected you were closet-breast feeding. I'm worried about your breasts, though. Does he ever bite your boob with his full set of teeth, like Nessie?
While you're confessing, you might want to come clean about Violet not being potty trained. Yes, the only place I've ever seen her pee or poop is in her pants. I smartened up and started secretly changing her into a pull-up when she comes over. I'm determined to help you keep this little secret.
What the crap? That was freakier than a wolf shape-shifter imprinting himself on an ovary.
That is a nasty image. I can't beleive I fell for it and looked at it. Sicko.
That is just sick. I can't believe you linked to that. I see that as pretty much ruining that kid.
I opted to not look at the pic and instead just read everyones comment.
I'm so glad I did.
Just please tell me that you have at least weaned Tom!
I just threw up a little in my mouth.
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