so here I am mother of two. I wake up and I am nursing. I go to sleep and I am nursing. I go to the fridge for a snack and hey whaddaya know I am nursing. I really have to say this out loud. I DO NOT LIKE BREAST FEEDING. there. I said it. Now to wait for that feeling of lightness that should rightfully descend upon someone who has been harbouring such a deep secret for so long. wait what’s that weighing me down? Oh i forgot. I’m nursing.
in other news
I just realised that all I have been reading these last few weeks are the backs of nappy rash cartons.
my son’s favourite thing to say is “I do not like you” and “You are not my best friend” I am the only person he says them to.
I found a t-rex under my ass this morning when I woke up
and i have decided to start some 30 day challenges to take my mind off all the nursing. inspired by this talk.
My 30 day challenge (s) : a) walk for forty minutes every day b) take a photo every day c) try not to get angry and yell and totally lose it every day
I have already failed at no 3 today.