43--Friday

You were the fussiest feeder today--screaming at the boob almost EVERY time. Was it gas, reflux, both? Poor guy. And my poor eardrums.

So, this is the end of your 6th week! Never thought we'd survive this far. Hopefully your fussiness is downhill from here.


In other news, I stepped out of the house without you today! What a weird feeling. I had a little separation anxiety, but your dad forced me to go get a massage. What a great guy. It was just what I needed to work out my tense neck and shoulders from all that frightful breastfeeding. Wish I could go every day!