I’ve been on the edge of my seat, haven’t you? I mean waiting to see whether the paparazzi-snapped photos of the princess sunbathing topless will make it into the mass media!
I sometimes joke that I got into sex education through the back door. No, not that back door, silly… Continue reading
My first food was breast milk, and I hope yours was, too: A finer cuisine for an infant just does not exist. Add to that the fact that it is usually served up by a chef with soft arms, an hypnotic heartbeat, and loving eyes, and I feel quite fortunate to have ever feasted at such a deli. In fact, the bonding that occurs with nursing is the start of a person’s ability to love someone (‘attach’) later.
But as was typical of the times, I soon moved on…