My husband (whose postnatal hormones are worse than mine) remarked today that the last 3 days have felt like 3 years, but, not in a good way. As much as I hate to admit it, he is right. I am hoping to achieve some type of organization and finish shopping for Baby Girl this weekend. I am keeping my fingers crossed that once she has a place of her own to sleep, and once I know if breastfeeding is going to work out, along with other assorted little details still needing to be hammered out...I am fervently hoping that everything will fall into place.
Today was a doozie.
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