Yesterday my baby swore off nursing…I can’t believe it!
So here I am sitting on the couch hold my Ziggy and preparing to nurse her after a long day at work. And when I went to unlatch my bra she started C.R.Y.I.N.G! Screaming at the top of her lungs! "Oh my goodness what is wrong;" is what I was thinking. I tried and I tried to put my tit in her mouth and she was not hearing it! I tried calming her down and filling her mouth with my goodies again…nope…not having it! We danced to this beat for over 30 minutes. Finally I went to the fridge and got her a bottle. This baby was all smiles and talking (blah, blah, blah) like nothing had even happened! "Ziggy…are you f***’n serious???" Was all I could say.
Later on that night I tried again to give her my goodies and she was fighting me like she was a grown ass baby, she was acting like "what in the hell are you doing??? You know I don’t want that shit…where is my bottle???"
So like the punk Mommy I am, I went down stairs and got her a bottle. It kinda reminded me of Bernie Mac’s Kings of Comedy Show “I want so milk and cookies”.
These kids are off the chain!
This little girl is so serious about her bottle that she trying to hold it…it puts me in the mind of Trina (the female rapper) cause I’m “The baddest B*tcH” My Ziggy is the baddest BABY!
I love my Ziggy though!
























