Breast Polka Dots

Pippi, what are you doing?

I want to see your polka dots. (Tugging at my neckline)

My what? (I am wearing an orange dress and blue cardigan with a white-flowered pattern…No polka dots there.)

Your breast polka dots, Mommy.

My what? (I have a freckled d’colette…maybe….or maybe my…) Pippi, where are my breast polka dots?

On your…. (smiling from ear to ear) …breasts.

(Sigh)…. No, you can not see my polka dots right now, silly girl.

…………….

I hear my baby crying….time for the polka dots to squirt milk……while unlatching the breast cup I catch a glimpse of my pink bra…..with white polka dots!

Strange, I do not remember reading about nipple paranoia in The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding….time to burp the baby and stuff my polka dots back into my bra.

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