"Robbie! Why are you constantly avoiding your sister?" Sarah asked her son as he angrily stormed out of the living room when Sarah entered with her newborn daughter, Mary.
"You know perfectly well, why!" barked Robbie.
Sarah replied, "No, I don't! Please tell me!"
"For starters, her father is only a year older than me! It still pisses me off that my roommate knocked up my mother!"
"I'm sorry, Robbie, but you can't place all the blame on Charles. I had a part to play in that. You can't hold it against your sister, and yes, she is your sister, none of this is her fault."
"I know she is not to blame, but imagine being in my shoes! I'm old enough to be her father for crying out loud!"
"I'm sorry, Robbie, but it is what it is. That's not all that's bothering you, is it?"
"No, you just always seem pissed off at everything."
With that, Sarah sat down on the couch holding Mary. Sarah slipped her arms out of the sleeves of her night gown. She then opened one side of her maternity bra, exposing her right breast to feed Mary.
"Gee mom, how about you warn me when you are going to do that!"
"What's wrong, Robbie? Are you going to tell me you've never seen a woman's boobs? There was a time when sucking on these was all you looked forward to." With that Sarah winked at her son.
"Funny mom! Real funny!"
"I am sorry about my attitude, but I am having a real problem producing enough milk to satisfy your sister. My doctor told me that the best way to increase my milk supply is to increase the demand, but Mary and I just can't seem to get our schedules to mesh. When I am full of milk, Mary is always sleeping, so I pump what I can. When she is ready to eat, I never seem to have enough milk. That piece of crap breast pump doesn't do a very good job of pumping my breast. My doctor also suggested I massage my breasts prior to pumping to get my milk flowing, but I need three hands to keep up with all this!"
"I would offer to help you, but there is no way I'm going to mess with my mother's tits! I'm going to get something to eat while you feed Mary."
With that, Robbie went into the kitchen, and made himself a sandwich. He just about to take a bite when something hit the wall between the kitchen, and living room. Robbie went back into the living room to investigate. Robbie found his mother sitting on the couch with his sister sleeping in her arms, and Sarah's breast pump lying on the floor next to the wall.
Sarah said, "Once again, Mary fell asleep without eating, so I tried to pump my breast with that damn thing. I hate that useless piece of junk!"
His face turning red, Robbie asked, "How can I help?"
Sarah replied, "Let me put your sister back in her crib."
Sarah took Mary into Sarah's bed room.