Parental Happy Place #265

The plump baby is laying on the bed. He squeals with delight and smiles as he sees me enter the room, wiggling his legs in anticipation. As he nurses, he gazes adoringly at me with his chocolate almond eyes, making little hums of pleasure as he gulps. I run my fingers through his silky hair. His eyes roll back as the milk lets down, and he enters his Baby Utopia, a land abounding with milk, where every woman has an abundant lunch buffet.

I'm in a happy place... I'm in a happy place... I'm in a happy place...