To the lucky lady who marries my son,
Today is your wedding day, the day you marry the man I raised.
This is so hard for me to write and I’m not sure why.
Possibly because I’m currently swiping the hair off his forehead as he lays here sleeping.
He’s currently my 21 month old little boy.
A recent tragedy last weekend took a sister in Christ, a devoted wife, a young mama and a friend to so many much too quickly from our community. I am positive she impacted everyone who knew her, in her life and her death. My husband worked with her and says “I cannot think of another person who has impacted soooo many lives on such a deep level.”
I am humbly reminded that our time is not our own, and this place is not our home.
Let’s put it this way…I have a sweet tooth, badly. Got worse after little Charlie was born, and it hasn’t stopped yet.
I love to eat the entire tray of gluten free lemon bars in one day…and also gluten free blueberry muffins!
You guys, if you don’t know by now that I’m passionate about breastfeeding…I AM!
I struggled so much the first time when low milk supply, and this time…I had the milk flowing in the beginning and now it’s taken a nose dive!
That means I’ve been in problem-solving mode for days! Because I will not let this milk-making battle get the best of me!
From one sleep deprived Mama to another.
It will be okay.
It might not seem like it now, since you’ve been up all night with the babe and now the toddler is up at 7:15am, but trust me, you’re strong and you will get through this day.
The first time I had to go to Meijer after Z was born, I called my mom in a panic.
I literally didn’t know what to do or how to do it! Continue reading