Confession

It's true... I have been known to say that sometimes I feel like a single parent.    But that statement needs to be put into context.  The first few weeks after S' arrival, Mikes and I were both in survival mode.  I took care of all the feedings and Mikes took care of all the diaper changes.  After I started to recover, I began to take over diaper changing, but still did most the feedings while juggling school and real work.  Sometimes (frequently), I felt overwhelmed.  

I don't get many breaks from S.  Most the time I love spending the day with her.  I love when she smiles at me, when she grabs my finger, when she talks (coos) back and forth with me.  I don't love when she can't get herself to nap but is really tired and therefore cranky pants, or when I go to bed too late and am really tired when she wakes up at 4:30 am instead of 6am.

I wish Mikes could do more, but he can't breastfeed and until I return to work, he's got to get his afternoon naps in to get his work done and make the monies.  

So really, my life is nothing like a single parent...parenthood is just more work than I thought it would be.  Everyday gets a little better, but there is no way I could raise little S without Mikes and there is no one else I would want to have a baby with than Mike!