This morning Maggie was crawling around the floor, per usual, when I scooped her up so that I could nurse her before we headed outside to play.
She nursed for about 5 minutes on one side, then popped off and dove over to the other side. About 2 minutes later, she popped off again making some funny faces, like she had something in her mouth. I stuck my pinkie in her mouth, swished it around, and out came a small square of purple construction paper.
I can think of two options:
1. Maggie found & put the construction paper in her mouth while she was crawling around and somehow kept in her mouth while nursing, escaping my detection, until she decided she was done with it.
2. I am so steeped in children and hormones that my body is capable of not only carrying and producing a child, not only producing enough milk to sustain said child for a year of life, but is now also producing craft items, for added variety and fiber.
I'm undecided, but leaning towards #2. I will let you know if glitter & foam shapes show up in the milk tomorrow. STAY TUNED!