25 January 2010
She does love a tight-lip smile. Anyone would assume she has no teeth, but at last count (a couple of months ago) she had twelve. I'm still nursing. Just one short biting episode, but I think she was more surprised than I (and quite teary after I scolded her). I do hope she self-weans (rather than me force it) sometime in her second year, like Lucy did.
I really can't see that happening though - most days she systematically sheds books from our bookshelf, and nine times out of ten the first book she picks up is a tome on breastfeeding (doesn't everybody have one of these in their collection?). Mum remarked (affectionately, I'm sure) that Audrey is a bit greedy, especially considering her lovely, plump thighs (certainly not a case of 'failure to thrive'), and that she is reading the nursing book to see how she can get more milk, and to see how she can make it last longer. A harsh assumption, though quite possibly true. I have been asked by a number of people when I will stop nursing (it would help with weight gain, which is welcome) but Audrey is not ready and nor am I. I couldn't bear to give her formula either, which must be a throw-back to my vegan days.
Here are two shots of Audrey dismantling bookshelves; one at home and the other at a local library. Though I'm not fond of the work it creates for me at home, I think Audrey is helping keep someone at the library in a job.