
First, as this post is (somewhat) about breastfeeding, it occurred to me that you might look at this photo and think that this is baby at boob … while there's nothing wrong with that, per se, that is not what this is … this is Ben on my mom's shoulder.
Today I felt like we turned a corner. I had a second appointment with the lactation consultant which was great. I feel like we are finally getting things on track and doing better. It is so much a relief to be able to just FEED him instead of this try to nurse, give up in frustration and pain and end up pumping and then bottle feeding. I was about to give it up as a bad job and go with the bottle because I could not figure out how I could manage all of that plus Tabby on my own. Matt goes back to work tomorrow, so this was not a moment too soon!
What else has been going on around here? Matt is trying to get the garden ready. I have been watching copious amounts of TV (am liking Healthy Decadences and check out this awesome Yo Gabba Gabba clip with the Happy Birthday song from Sixteen Candles) but also managed to clean up the kitchen properly (not just shove crap in the dishwasher) and coach Tabby into picking up toys. We had lunch with my mom and a coworker of ours and later my mom came over to hang out and we even went for a walk (hellooooo sun!). Of couse everything could be completely impossible tomorrow, but here's hoping!

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My thoughts are so disjointed and random right now. Perfect for … bullets!
Ahhhhhh… I am taking good advantage of my nesting instincts. Look at
So I got to work AOK on Thursday. It was snowing a bit at our house but nothing when I got to work around 6:30. A couple hours later, my boss came in and (sweetie that he is) sent me home, saying it was getting nasty out and I should work from home. So I headed home. It was pretty bad out, and I was hugely glad once again for my 4WD. Little cars were all over the roads, especially on hills. I ended up giving a mom and her son a ride home. Their car had gone into a ditch and they were trying to walk back home. Anyhoo, my normal 25 minute drive was closer to an hour. Not the worst ever, but not fun.