Why in the world did I wake up at 6am?

I've been up since 6. I know this is really no biggie. Unless you have breastfed a baby every couple of hours and you cling to the hope of being able to stay in bed until 8am. That's me. Baby M has given up food. All food. She is protesting and will only take the boob. Ninny. The breast. Whatever you may call it in your house.

How do I feel about being my almost 8 months old only food supply? Well, and if you get technical, everyone in the house. EXHAUSTED is how I feel. But I love every minute of it!

Last night was B2's scouts ceremony. It was really good. I am glad that B2 has this time with his dad! They both enjoy it.

Christmas will be here before we know it. 14 days. Two weeks. About 353 hours. Not that I am counting. I found this countdown to Christmas clock.


Tara said…
Ahh, yes. The joys of breastfeeding 'round the clock. Men will never understand what that's like. My son would eat for thirty minutes every hour and a half for the first three months of life. You do the math on how much free time I had.

Supermom said…
Hi Tara,

Thanks for stopping by my blog. I am off to check out yours!

Michelle :)