I'm still a 12 year old

Remember when you were a tween and there was a sleeping baby around and all you wanted to do was wake the baby up so you could play? And the baby's mom always threatened your life if you woke the baby up?

Now that I have my own baby, I find myself still playing the role of the tween and not the threatening mom. Twice this week, I have woken up Mr Max from a marathon sleep. For a few reasons...to make sure he was still alive, and because my boobs might explode if he didn't wake up and eat, and also because I just like to snuggle him!

I had my 6 week appt today and its amazing how I feel today vs how I felt 4 weeks ago. I was in so much pain and was still a bit freaked out by the whole delivery/here is your baby/he is yours forever situation. It's amazing the clarity that time provides. Hoping for this same feeling of relief and confidence after a few weeks back at work. Stay tuned.