Day Five: The Discovery of Arms

One of the coolest things to watch so far has been Miles’s discovery of his hands and arms. He barely moved them after birth, preferring to be swaddled and restrained. Once he started feeding however, it became a whole different ball game. While he still sleeps well when swaddled beneath the shoulders, he begins to cry when his arms are locked down, often hunting them in an attempt to find something to suckle in the absence of a boob. Now, as he struggles to develop dexterity (although he has tightened his fingers around my finger once or twice), his arms flail about, occasionally whacking him in the face, surprising and upsetting him, the harshest betrayal.