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Originally Posted by *MamaJen*
 The baby gets hungry. He snorts and snuffles into my neck, his soft, fuzzy little head burrowing and rooting up and down on my chest. I’m utterly enchanted; the baby is mommy’s soft fuzzy hungry little snuffaluffagus.
The nipple looms into the baby’s field of view. Suddenly he is pure animal; he is a ravenous predator. With all the sudden speed and ferocity of a rattlesnake he strikes at the nipple and latches on with an intensity that makes my toes curl. I love him for the fierceness of his instinctual, evolutionary desire to feed and stay alive. |
