Early motherhood, that special time when everything is saggy. Your happy little tummy now looks like a deflated beach ball, and when they are not full of milk you boobies look like smaller versions of your tummy. Just the other day my mom was over and she said, "Are you wearing a bra?" and I said, "Yes, but I just pumped so they are extra saggy right now."
I have come to the conclusion that motherhood is made up of pain and responsibility. Giving birth hurts, healing from giving birth hurts, breastfeeding hurts, pumping hurts, and what doesn't hurt slowly leaches away at your sanity. The baby cries and you feel obligated to go get him, pick him up and comfort him, but sometimes you just can't figure out what is wrong.
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