But yesterday we had a role reversal- I had the hiccups!
I had just finished giving Caleb a much-needed bath (he peed all over himself yesterday, first time in over a month!), even managing to take a shower myself while Caleb laid happily on his mat and kicked against the trash can, as he apparently likes the hollow noise that makes). As I got him dressed for the night.. *hiccup*.. oh, no! *hiccup*... not the... *hiccup* *hiccup* *hiccup* *hiccup*
For the next hour I had the worse case of hiccups that I've had in a REALLY long time! Caleb, as part of his evening routine, snuggled down close and began feeding...
... until he was rudely interrupted by a hiccup.
Think about this for a moment: when you hiccup, what part of your body moves? That's right- your chest. What are attached to your chest? That's right- "the girls". And what do babies do with "the girls"? They eat! Unless they can't eat because "the girls" won't stay still due to, oh my, hiccups!
It was quite comical, really. He would just latch on and then *hiccup* and he would lose the nipple, only to give me a very dirty look, like I was doing it on purpose or something.
At one point he just stopped feeding, laid back and watched me with the funniest look on his face. Seriously, it was the oh-my-mommy-grew-a-second-head look. I'm not sure if it was from not being able to eat that he thought I was intentionally prohibiting him and was wondering why, or he recognized the hiccups that he always has and wondered why Mommy was getting them all of a sudden and not him?
Who really knows what goes through a baby's head?
One thing's for sure, no more breastfeeding during hiccups.