Okay, for those of you who aren't breastfeeding, are grossed out about breastfeeding, or don't want to think about someone breastfeeding -- turn the channel. I'm sure there's an episode of Law & Order on somewhere.
So, Nathan has two teeth. They're mean, sharp, chompy little teeth. Until yesterday, he'd only grabbed my hand and shoved it into his mouth, biting with the little beaver teeth. Until yesterday.
Yesterday, he was happily nursing, giggled with a little glint in his eye, and bit me! Hard! My mother-in-law said that it's easier to teach breastfed babies "no!" because you have an automatic consequence. I don't know if I buy into that.
So, people, help a sistah out. What am I to do with Chompy McChomp?