I got my body back.
I had a love & hate feeling with breastfeeding.
I love the connection I have with my son.
I love that I am providing him in a way that only I can.
I love that he needs me.
However, being attached to a machine every 4 hours, the stress that you get when you're not making enough.
The feeling of having to ask another person for milk.
As a new mom, I am learning that there is absolutely no shame to ask for anything that has to do with your child.
I do understand that I am so involved with him that I am beginning to lose myself.
& this is why I decided to start writing again, to get to know myself all over again, but now with a family.
There are times that posts may be incomplete, but maybe when I reread it, I'll reminisce about it & I'll complete... or not.
