It has been 5 days since Maeve has not nursed. A good sign. I haven't needed to resort to chilli or bittergourd juice to make her repulsed by nursing, all i've done is major DISTRACTION.
"mummy, milk milk! please! milk milk!"
"darling, look! mummy's wearing trousers on her head!"
(bursts of giggles with attempts to knock it over and put said trousers on own head)
OR making the alternative sound like its the most exciting ever.
"mummy milk milk!"
"oh wow! look! its SMOO milk, its SOOO YUMMY!Yum! Yum! All for you! say thank you."
" thanks mummy" and promptly holds packet of milk in joyful gratitude.
If all that fails,
"mummy milk milk please" (in tears, pulling at my top)
"there's no more, all gone, but you can lick mummy's tummy. its the same".
(lick lick. sob. lick. sob. slobber all over. sob.)
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