What’s funny is that I love to touch and to be touched by the people I love most. Why this is funny is that I end up touched out at the end of almost every single day now, because of my daughter. And it isn’t usually about being touched in all the normal places. It is almost always because she likes to grab, pinch, and twist my free nipple almost any time she’s nursing. That single act, on its own, makes me overwhelmed and totally touched out. It’s so dumb. But also super annoying that she insists on holding it all the time. Even right now, she is passed out from nursing, lying in bed with me, and she is still barely sucking on my left nipple, with her left hand stretched out and almost in a claw shape over my right nipple, possessively guarding it.
And when she’s like it, it’s totally okay. It’s when she squeezes down and puts pressure on the nipple that my nerves go out the window and I am borderline ready to scream within seconds. I absolutely love how much she loves to touch me otherwise. But the nipple pinching is just such a horrible and stupid experience, I neither know what to say nor what to do about it.
God, please, keep us safe and make us well. In your name, I pray. Amen.
Post-a-day 2026
hannah ananas 