At the other blog...
"Just staring at those cheeks could eat up my entire day. At nights, i actually stare at the cheeks. And i touch the hands, to check the temperature. And i hold him tight, pretending to myself that it will soothe him. And i feed him every time he asks. Which brings us back to the cheeks."
More here.

And you may want to see a proof of public breastfeeding. Hurray for spring.