eat the other side
When your baby is so obsessed with one tit, you have to chew the other one like it’s a tough piece of meat.
Left tit is a buffet. Right tit is a sad, chewed-up snack. I’m eating the other side like it’s a punishment.
My baby is a monster on the left. I’m eating the other side like it’s the only thing left to live for.
Left tit is being sucked dry. Right tit is being chewed like a tough piece of meat. I’m eating the other side like I’m in a prison break.