The day I came home with Noah both Jourdain and Cecilia followed me around the house, watching wide-eyed as I changed his diaper, nursed him, and rocked him to sleep. At one point Cecilia sat down calmly next to me on the couch to watch the baby nurse. After a bit there came a slow, gurgling, gaseous sound followed by a long bubbly-liquid noise emanating from Noah's diaper area. With a look of concern on her face, Cecilia sat up straight, stiffened, and shifted her eyes from right to left without moving a muscle in her body. Feeling her unease I explained that babies always poo when they nurse so that they can make room in their tummies for more milk. A look of great relief came over Cecilia's face as she shifted to look at me and said, "Oh. I thought that was me."
