This morning, after a couple of hours of play, Sophie began exhibiting her usual tired signs: eye rubbing, thumb sucking and hair pulling. I cuddled her in my arms and carried her upstairs to her room to put her down for her morning nap. As is our habit, we sat down in the glider in her room to nurse. Her little face was so serene and beautiful as she suckled. It truly is an indescribable feeling, this connection I feel to her during these moments. Her little body was curved around mine with her free hand resting on my wrist as I gently stroked her head. As I drew little curlicues with my finger, I noticed a spot where her hair was clumped together and I suspected that she had gotten a bit of baby food there when I was feeding her earlier. And for one strange and surreal moment, I had the strongest urge to lick her head clean.
Clearly, I've been spending too much time with the cats.