Moving on...

I survived!  This past week went by surprisingly fast.  Maybe it was because it was only a four day week, or maybe because I have been too busy to think about the time passing.  It was back to work for me Tuesday morning.  I dropped off Morgan at Brad's Aunt's house (she is keeping her for me while I'm at work), and although I knew it would be difficult, I had not anticipated the surge of emotions as I left.  It was devastating.  I had to hand over my little bundle of joy and leave her for an entire day!  Yes, I know how overly dramatic that sounds, but other Moms understand and Moms-to-be will one day.  There were lots of tears that morning on my way in to work, but I composed myself and ended up having a fabulous work week.  As hard as it is to leave my baby, I feel so grateful to at least be going to job that I genuinely enjoy doing.

As if going back to work wasn't stressful enough, we are getting the house (inside) painted.  The project was originally supposed to take 5 days tops, but it quickly grew to 6 or 7.  Our master bedroom and bathroom, along with all of the trim and some touch ups are still on the to-do list.  So far I am loving the colors and even went on a little shopping spree to Kirklands today to get some decor.  In an attempt to expand my blog topics, I will hopefully be posting lots of pictures when all is said and done.  Stay tuned!

After 6 months of successful, yet sometimes challenging, breastfeeding, Morgan and I have moved on.  I am reluctant to say "quit," or any other negative words because that would not be a fair way to describe my efforts.  With the introduction of solids, returning to work, teething, and my need to go back on some BC (I don't want to be the next Tori Spelling), it just seemed like the timing was right.  Of course, this was an emotional decision for me, as I have made it my mission to be a successful breastfeeding mom.  At times it was very frustrating (fighting thrush, feeding issues, engorgement, feeding in public, etc.), but overcoming those challenges made me so proud of accomplishing 6 months of nursing.   I am happy to say that Morgan has adjusted very well to formula and is even holding her own bottle (awesome considering she has not had much practice).  I am still in the process of drying up my milk, which I am guessing will take a couple of months.  Attempting to stop cold turkey was an epic failure, and I don't reccommend it to anyone (OUCH).  I am now pumping every other night and trying to pump less each time until I dry up.  Thank GOD for breastpumps.  It amazes me that my mom nursed me for 9 months and NEVER pumped.  How is that possible?!

Here are some pics that Morgan's Great Aunt Lori took for me this week, and a picture of an art project they did.  Can't wait to fill up the whole fridge with these :)