I always mention in most of my posts. Time flies. I still remember the day when z was born. Now she is 15 months walking and talking. 298 more words
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Oh January. How full of hope you begin and how drunk and belligerent you end.
January brings change, no matter what anyone wants. Because we’ve all got to start writing a ‘7’ instead of a ‘6’ now which is a challenge that will stay with us until about November this year and just when we finally write it automatically it’ll be January again and we’ll be drunk and belligerent that we’re still in the same damn job and we’ll still be writing ‘7’ instead of an ‘8’ well into November again. 1,512 more words
That’s how I would summarize my previous experience with breastfeeding.
Before having my first child, I envisioned myself being one of those women who breastfed throughout maternity leave, dutifully pumped at work, and kept up the routine as long as I could. 797 more words