Six Weeks

 

So thankful

to be feeling like I'm starting to get the hang of this two kid gig.

Luke has started nursing like a champ (knock on wood).

I have to say, it was stressing me out a lot.  I was not enjoying it as I struggled with his latching and slow weight gain and my low supply. 

Friends had told me to hang in there, that it might take 6 or 8 weeks to get in the groove of it - they were so right. 

(Thank you, friends.)

I'm so glad I didn't give up.  Now I know what all the hub-ub is about.

Nursing my baby is a very sweet part of motherhood.

I am finding more pockets of time to hang with my Sweet Viv during the day.

(Especially now that I'm not pumping and supplement feeding Luke.  I very cheerfully returned the pump to the hospital yesterday!)

These little bits of time to snuggle or play with play dough or do a puzzle is so good for both of us.

The three of us have ventured solo to the park, Costco, Trader Joe's and Target. 

And we survived!

Had fun even!

When I saw Olga last week, she said things tend to fall into place at 6 weeks, and then again at 12 weeks.  She was so right.

And I am 

so thankful.