The gray-haired nurse helped me get into the right position and showed me how to move my nipple into my daughter’s mouth so she’d latch. “There you go,” she said, taking a step back. “You’re already a natural.” I wasn’t sure if it was the hormones, but I was suddenly, overwhelmingly grateful for the compliment. “Really?” “Oh yeah. Not all moms have it so easy.” The nurse smiled at us. “I’ll leave you to it,” she told me. “Hit the call button if you need anything.”
