That phrase could apply to about 10 times in my life…since I showered alone (without a little human chatting outside the curtain), since I had a hair cut (OMG, it’s long and scraggly), since I went on a date with Hubby (bad, bad parents), since I could friviliously blow money on something…anything…a new sweater…makeup…(finances are still not recovered)…well you get the point but mainly I wanted to say that it’s been a while since I posted…I’ve been working on Exhale Magazine. If you don’t know it, read here.
I wouldn’t trade this for anything. Not one thing. I didn’t sleep well last night because Zoey didn’t sleep well. I did get frustrated with her and have spent most of this morning beating myself up over it. Would I trade my life with her and Hubby for all the sleep in the world? Absolutely not.
Zoey’s 1st birthday is in 16 days. I can’t believe it. Oh My Dog, do I love that little tiny girl…
On a more personal note, my milk supply is decreasing. I noticed about a week ago that I wasn’t able to pump as much during the day. I’ve been worried that Zoey has not been satisfied with feedings and it seems prehaps I was right. When she woke up last night, she seemed really fussy but more like hungry fussy. It was definitely a hunger cry. Hubby gave her 3 ounces of formula and she was sound asleep. I guess I need to pump more and supplement. Could this be the end of the boob? Sigh. I love nursing her to sleep….