I want to check in with you because having a newborn can be tough.
It might seem petty to the rest of the world, though being with an uncomfortable and fussy little sweet one takes every ounce of energy we’ve got.
I get that it’s hard and I get that it feels like we can’t figure it out fast enough.
We went through the first 10 weeks postpartum-the longest 10 weeks of my life, when Annie had a hiatal hernia.
She needed to be held 24/7 and most nights we spent on the sofa, just she and I, with her propped up in the crook of my arm so I could rest my head for a few minutes at a time.
There isn’t a word for that kind of exhaustion.
She was intolerant to goat dairy, cow dairy, chocolate, gluten and coffee. Oh. My. Word.
Without avoiding those foods life would have been even more miserable, I see it every day.
You are doing a great job. What you are doing is hard work.
It is okay to feel let down and disappointed and without resources and answers and it’s even okay to cry.
And, it will be okay. It will.
No matter what, follow your gut.
You have permission to do that. You are a mother.
And then, someday soon, you will look up and the wee one will have grown and you will wonder how that time flew by so fast and you will say, Remember When It was so Hard?
And it will still be hard, but in a new way. Not a newborn hard kind of way, just in a Kindergarten kind of way.