Jon and I have had many conversations as of late about being parents (what else do we talk about? Well, poop, breast milk, wet diapers, baths, spit up, laundry, how amazing I smell, and other wonderful things.) But Brooke slept most of today, after yesterday being up almost the whole day, we got 7.5 hours of sleep followed by a 2.5 hour stretch. Hey, I'm not complaining... nor am I expecting that again... EVER. She woke up for one and a half, two hours maybe and the poor thing was fighting to sleep, I gave in and let her. I had to wake her from a nap (I know some of you crazy people let your kids sleep whenever... I do what I want
And in usual "us" fashion, we discussed how I miss the baby when she's in our own home, how could I ever leave her? I guess it doesn't matter, I don't really feel the need to get out of the house. Remind me to plan the birth of all of our babies when the weather is nice- as much "planning" as we do. I like a short walk around the block, a quick trip to the store (or a long one if I'm with my mom). But I don't need a break right now (I know, I know, the time will come!). But right now, today, (on my amazing sister in law's birthday) I am so joyful. I'm not happy, I am full of joy for the life I have been given. THANK YOU JESUS!
But anyhow, last night I woke up three times (yup, my kid doesn't wake me up, my sopping wet shirt does.) I leaked so much last night there was no way my towel could save me, or my blankets, or shirt, or anything for that matter, BUT, man it was great to not have rock solid boobs. As exciting as those must be... I'm just NOT a fan. I smelled awful today, and do not plan on showering tonight- I'm happy that some people find the smell sweet. "Oh, you smell like baby!" Now I know that means- "HOLY CRAP WOMAN- shower! You smell like spoiled milk, fresh milk, sweat, BO, and maybe a little of your baby's lotion." Because trust me... my kid has NEVER had a product on her body that smelled like "baby" other than vaseline one time. Everything else I put on the child smells like grass, weeds, and all things natural. Poor kid... maybe she'll be the stinky kid in school. I sure hope not.
Other than that... Jon told me today about a breastfeeding mom in Kentucky who was asked to leave a restaurant apparently for nursing there. Geesh, must have been SOME place. (It was like... Fridays people). I nursed in Bottaio the other night, at my table, facing people, again, I do what I want
Here's some on it:
Oh yea, and Forever 21, thanks for creating cheapo maternity clothes now that I am no longer pregnant.