OBaby has started to have this funny (?) tendency lately. When I began editing the family pictures we took on Easter, it became glaringly apparent.
I like to call it the chest check.
Are they still there? Do I still have access to them?
(It may look like he was playing with my necklace in this picture, but I assure you, that was not the primary objective of his hand placement.)
The constant chest checking has arrived hand in hand with a fierce preference for Mama these last few weeks, complete with the whining and the reaching and the ‘no one else is allowed to hold me if I can see her’-ing. Don’t get me wrong, I completely understand that this is a part of secure attachment and I am trying to remember that he doesn’t have a blankie so I am (and I love being!) his comfort object. That very fact makes me smile and encourages me that we are doing something right.
It’s just that when he is reaching into my bra as we are at the check out of the grocery store, it gets a little awkward.
Any nursing moms out there have advice on keeping 9 month old hands out of your shirt? Help.