I skipped Sunday school at church today to stand in the hall and talk with two new moms, both with boys just a month or two younger than Adelaide. We talked about nursing and bottle feeding. About introducing solids and nap schedules. We talked about trying to get things done while the babies were awake.
And mostly I just stood there (in 3 inch heels – a painful reminder on why I haven’t worn heels to church in the last 18 months) and felt grateful I’m no longer a first time mom.
Because the learning curve is steep. And the struggle through it all is real.
And, I know, it’s different for everyone, but nothing was as hard for me as Continue Reading