I love food. But also, and notably more importantly, I love my son. This week, I found myself unable to do the former, whilst also feeling as if I was failing at the latter.
I haven’t posted in a bit, as our schedule got very intense at the end of the school year with graduations, birthdays, etc. Here is a funny comic that I managed to put together after I put baby to bed though. How many of you ladies can relate? :]
My son’s mixed heritage made me worry about his well-being and future in this world.
3 days after my son was born, I wanted to break down in despair about breastfeeding
I put my career on the backburner to become a stay at home mom, and I’m not sure I’m doing a very good job at it.