Failure

This month I gave up nursing and pumping. It was the hardest thing I've ever done-- I cried. A lot. I never imagined when I first started breast feeding that I would ever fall so in love with it. So in love with that time with my son. It was so beautiful. So amazing. 

I only made it 7.5 months. I am mad at myself that I couldn't juggle more. I couldn't juggle nursing, being a full time mom, working full time, pumping at work, being a wife, being a friend... It was just too much. My baby has a cold & ear infection this week. I can't help but feel like a failure-- I've let him down. If I hadn't  quit, he would get antibodies & not be sick.

I'm feeling like a horrible mom. 

7 months

"Don't blink, you may just miss your baby growing...." these lyrics brought tears to my eyes the other morning as I thought about how much my baby has changed. It's been such a huge month for my little/big man. He is crawling. Trying to pull up. Sitting up. Rolling over. Babbling like crazy. Chewing on anything & everything. He's just such a cool kid. 

He's my baby but he's not my little baby that he was-- he just keeps growing into his own little person. So curious about the world around him, constantly taking every little thing in. He loves his mom. He loves his dad & he loves his sweet potato & sweet peas. 

Happy 7 months, Kade Thomas!! xxoo