I can't
believe it's already been a month. It feels more like one reeeaaally long
day.
Thankfully,
I'm finally starting to feel good about my abilities as a mom. (Yay!) Here's why...
I woke up
this morning and my boobs were leaking. LEAKING. I fed the baby,
put her back to bed and pumped.
I won't go
into too much detail for fear of grossing out the delicate eyeballs of my male
readers, but I got an awesomely large amount of milk, and I felt amazing!
Glorious even.
All of the
sudden it hit me that I was succeeding as a mom. Why was it that
looking at a bottle full of boob milk caused that reaction? Not sure.
But it did.
Mother
Nature at work, I guess.
As I sit admiring my latest milk haul, I feel so empowered! It's also 6 am and my baby has been sleeping since midnight, so that could also be part of it.
It turns out sleep and not hearing any crying does a body good, empowers it even.
As I sit admiring my latest milk haul, I feel so empowered! It's also 6 am and my baby has been sleeping since midnight, so that could also be part of it.
It turns out sleep and not hearing any crying does a body good, empowers it even.