A little brotherly love..
Last night was probably our most difficult night so far. Sam has become a grazer, so some of his feedings get really drawn out and slow (you know he got this from YOU, Gramps!). We were up with him a few times last night for long stretches, so we are a tired bunch today.
I have been worrying about and dreading this weekend like crazy. I have no idea how everything is going to get done with only me here with the two little ones. I checked my email this morning and a very sweet friend has offered to come over on Saturday and bring dinner and also spend some time with Elijah so I can get some time with Samson, etc. I couldn't have gotten a more perfect offer, so I am feeling better about everything. Thank you, Debra!! We can't wait to see you!
Then I got a call from my very sweet lactation consultant. She was checking in to see how things were going. I was honest with her. I told her I just wasn't sure I was going to be able to pump, attempt nursing AND be a good mom to both of my boys AND take showers regularly. She was so incredibly supportive of whatever decision I make and that really meant a lot to me. I have some big decisions to make in the near future and the thing I worry about most is finding peace with those decisions. Mama Guilt is a strong strong emotion!! I don't want to be held captive by it, and that is my main prayer these days.
Elijah just got home from playing with his friends, so I must go love on him!!