Mariet

Baby Boy is 8 weeks old! Babies have lots of milestones...but today I met one of my own - I finally made it to church! I had forgotten how good it is for my soul, to reconnect with people after my 2-month hibernation, be surrounded by my church family, and praise God in song. I felt a renewed intimacy with Jesus. I felt energized! Also, today I was asked why I keep having babies when it's so hard for me every time. Like I'm a bit crazy. You might be wondering too. Well, maybe I am crazy. But, I believe every life is precious. When I know a little life exists, there is nothing to do but nurture that life and bear with whatever challenges come as a result. Sometimes those challenges are big. Sometimes they seem like mountains, towering over me, blocking my view, and I don't know if I have what it takes to get to the top. Sometimes, I feel like I  definitely don't have what it takes. It's a sacrifice. Oh yes, a big one. I sacrificed my body to the process

Baby Boy is 6 weeks old. I've survived another newborn phase! And every single one of us managed to get sick in the course of it. After getting through the newborn stage with my first baby, if you had told me I would go on to do that two more times, I would have laughed hysterically and said, "Yeah, right!" .....and would probably have punched you in the kidneys. It feels like such an achievement, as well as the fact that I'm still exclusively breastfeeding this little guy. I was well onto bottles with both girls by this stage as they were terrible feeders. Every feed was excruciating from start to finish. Every feed. Every day. The anxiety built up every time they needed a feed. I just couldn't do it anymore. Especially not with the mental state I was in. My husband needed a sane wife (ha! He really drew the short straw there). So, it really feels great that it's a success this time! But, again, the elusive joy of the newborn days has escaped me. Ag