Ugh!

Last week, my job worked out OK! I survived! This week, the weekend can't come fast enough! I feel like I'm going to sink.
Patrick is sick. He is congested. He has been since Monday night. I feel really bad for him. I've been trying to keep up with him, but i think the stress of reading workshop is knocking my supply down. I have to learn how to not stress about work. I know, novel concept, right? I hate that I have to work. I hate leaving him every day. This morning was just the worst. Can't it be Saturday already?

First Day Back!

It's been looming on the horizon for what seems like months now. I tried my best to hold it together this morning. I only cried a little bit as I kissed my little baby man goodbye, and yet again in school when they asked how it went in the morning. Joe whisked Patrick off to daycare. He did fine! Having an exclusive breastfeeding relationship, it is particularly hard as I really feel especially tethered to my little guy. This is important to me. It's my number one obligation right now above all else. I'm hoping we can continue for quite some time! None the less, we've survived!

Did I mention Patrick sits unsupported these days?