Friday, December 7, 2012

PROMINENT RULE OF BREASTFEEDING


Connected line, asking her to pick the phone up. Three times. No answer. “Your husband, Darling! Wanted to say how much he misses you, dreaming about the moment you both been stayed close each other. Where are you!?”

After five minutes, again. Three times. No answer. “Helloo!?”

Two minutes to go, the last. Still no answer. “He’s in Syria! Remember!? Pick it up!”

“OTW to the front line, my men need me. Wish me luck. Love y’all..,” text message came up.

After breastfeeding, the lady noticed the blinking illuminated sign. Vibration’s broken. Damned! Silent-mode!

Worried. No dial tone back there.

*pic's from here
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