Regurgitated Breast Milk

Have you ever had someone regurgitate breast milk into your belly button? Because I have. As someone who professes to be an artist/writer (as opposed to an actress/model) I try to really drink in every experience and really think about what it feels like to, say, have my teeth drilled. What kind of light is in the office? What time of day is it? How many people are in the room? Does the friction of the drill cause your tooth to smell like it's burning? What's burning tooth smell like? (It's not all 'what's sex like in a field of clover?') 

So this morning in bed when Julia passed me Elliot after she'd finished feeding him and he sat on my stomach then spit up straight into my navel I thought, Ahh, here's a chance to experience something few people probably have. After thinking about it for awhile I've boiled down what it feels like to have someone, hopefully your baby, spit up breast milk into your belly button: It's kind of cute, and kind of oogy. 

You can trust me on this. I'm an artist and a writer.