Bring on the boobs!

So usually when I'm laying in bed at night waiting for sleep to come, I think about what happened during the day and if I should blog about it. Last night I had a whole blog post written in my head and my last thought was, "Now all I have to do is remember this in the morning". Well guess, what? I forgot. I'm pretty sure it had to do with breastfeeding though.

When I was trying to decide whether or not/how long to breastfeed Hunter, it was hard, especially in those first couple of weeks when, for me at least, it is excruciating and I want to quit all day every day. Brandon would try to convince me that once it quit hurting, I loved breastfeeding Haylie and I should just keep at it. I still don't remember ever loving breastfeeding Haylie. I think it's funny how everyone says breastfeeding is so convenient. Really? It is convenient to have to haul your baby with you everywhere because you want to go shopping and you don't want to have to be on a time limit? And where in Target is there a suitable breastfeeding spot other than in the bathroom where you have to cover up the automatic flush sensor or you will end up with a wet behind? When I am a breastfeeding mother I feel like all I ever do is feel jealous of the non-breastfeeding mothers who can come and go as they please and just hand a bottle to their baby when they're hungry.

But lately I've been feeling differently. I've really been enjoying breastfeeding Hunter. Even in the middle of the night when he wakes up 6,234,457 times and won't go to sleep without 'lil a tug on jug to send him back to dreamland. I love that he is such a snuggly baby too. Haylie wasn't the snuggliest, so maybe that's the difference. I love that he loves me so much, and that sometimes all he wants is me, even though that can also be a burden. I think that I'll actually miss this time with him when it's over, and so I'm really trying to cherish it while it lasts. He's also doing the really cute/somewhat annoying game where he'll be eating and then he'll unlatch and grin up at me like I just told a funny joke and then he'll get back to business. He'll continue to do this 10 times during a feeding and it's so adorable when we're not in a hurry.

Anyways. I just thought I should actually record the fact that I am in fact enjoying breastfeeding for when/if we have another child and I try to get out of it again.

Back to the Grind

Whew! This weekend was crazy! The weeks since Brandon started work have been flying by and so have our weekends with him.

Hunter has been having some trouble eating baby food. Every time he eats it he throws up but this last week I've been giving him (extremely) small amounts of peaches and he's been doing well with it so on Saturday I decided to add oatmeal at lunch. Bad Idea. We went to the mall after we ate and he vomited repeatedly all over. And it was real vomit, not spit up. Gross. So all of my grocery shopping plans went out the window and we went home to nurse the sick baby.

Then on Sunday Brandon wasn't feeling well because he spent Saturday running errands for me since I had to stay with Hunter so he was going to stay home and keep Hunter too. I was getting ready in my bathroom and Haylie came in and started playing with my makeup brushes, which is normal for her when all of a sudden she starts screaming like a banshee. I turn around and she's holding her hand because she had grabbed my hot curling iron. Talk about feeling like a bad mother. So she stayed home as well.

Church went well with one child and I actually got to listen to the talks! At the end of Relief Society the Primary kids came in to sing a song for the mothers but Henry wouldn't sing. Then all of a sudden he starts bawling. Have you ever sympathy cried? I totally did. I had no idea why he was crying but I started too. I tried to get to him but there were people in the way. So he just cried for the whole song and when it was over I grabbed him. He said that he was crying because the words were too hard and he couldn't remember the words. So sad :(

The rest of the day was great. Brandon made me a delicious dinner of steak, twice baked potatoes, ambrosia salad, corn, and warm, sweet Texas rolls. He made everything all by himself! I was so impressed! AND he got me an entire cheesecake from Costco. What a guy. I even got a food processor as a gift. I am definitely a spoiled mama!

Even though the weekend was crazy and the kids had all kinds of problems I loved every second of it. As time goes by I've really been realizing how much I love and appreciate my kids. I love being a mother and having this wonderful opportunity to raise these beautiful children.

Tired

What were you doing at 5:39 this morning? Me? I was changing one of the most disgusting diapers in the history of diapers.

In other news, Hunter is still not sleeping through the night, he "needs" to eat twice. He's also taken to just waking up around 2 a.m. and screaming. It's been loads of fun.

Next is the good news part

We heard back from the bank again yesterday. They want to do more paperwork. Peter (our
realtor) said it's the paperwork that's usually done close to closing on a house, but he told us to not get too excited (because he's determined to not be optimistic about ANYTHING) but we're excited anyways. I just wish I knew all the terms he keeps throwing out so that I can understand what's going on.