Currently hiding in my bedroom, on my bed with no sheets, eating graham crackers for dinner and trying my best not to cry. Most days are easy but the hard days are HARD! Rarely do we have trouble at night, but lately it’s like we got blindsided by this parenting part. Daniel handles most thing better than I do, and lately I’ve had to rely on him and ya know, God more than ever. We’ve hit some obstacles breastfeeding on top of the lack of sleep. Some days I feel like superwomen with all the stuff I can get done, but today my sheets barely made it to the dryer. This is not a pity post, but a post to show the raw parts of my journey. We have been blessed my friends and family who offer help, but to be honest it’s humbling to accept it because I’m her mama, I should know her better than anyone and there are moments where I think “whose kid is this? Where are her parents...oh wait that’s me 😂!” All that to say, to all the new mama’s out there, you’ve got this. It’s okay to not know what to do at times. It’s okay to accept the help. It’s okay to gather yourself. You’re doing a great job!