Who knew a onesie could make you cry?!?!
I finally cleaned out AJ’s closer. He’ll be 7 months in 2 weeks….so I had to get rid of all his newborn-3 month clothes.🙃 Then I picked up this onesie. I cried. I can’t believe my baby was that small at one point. Although he wasn’t a “small” baby. I had him at 38 weeks, he was 8 pounds, 13 ounces. 😳 I got so emotional thinking about his short time here.
And it’s worst because he had his first fall off my bed this week. Just thinking about his milestones have me in my feelings.😢 Last night he crawled backwards. He’s staring to form his mouth to say the dreaded “Da Da”.🤣🤣 He’s drinking from a cup. He’s holding food in his hand. My baby is no longer my helpless newborn.😊
I miss those days. Although I suffered postpartum depression; I miss the early days. They were hard but rewarding. We made it!❤️
Now, 🗣I’m still breastfeeding! It’s no longer hard or awkward; other than his sudden infatuation with pinching my nips.😳😂😂 I’m so proud of us. I didn’t have a lot of breastfeeding knowledge. I wanted to quit early on. But I’m so glad I didn’t! Even now, some people are encouraging me to get him off the boob; I curve all those comments. My baby will self wean. I’ll put no demands on him. Not with this.😌
I’ve also been a SAHM (stay at home mom) for 7 weeks now. It’s still scary and I still love it. Shortly, once I focus and pull things in: I’ll be a mompreneur. So excited!😍 You’ll year more soon!
Until the next time….
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