This has been such a crazy week. You’re such a handful, but you’re tapping into parts of me I didn’t know were there. I didn’t know I could sleep so little and keep going. It’s so rewarding, though. You got a blocked tear duct yesterday, so I took you to the pediatrician, and while we were in the office waiting, you picked up your pacifier and brought it towards your mouth. It’s been 12 days since you were born, and you’re learning and growing so fast. When I see things like that, it makes all of the pumping and late nights worth it, you’re so smart.
I don’t know if your dad and I are going to stay together. I’d like to, but I never want you to feel like you have to stay with someone because you don’t have options. You always will. I hope we can work things out. You deserve all of the love in the world, and together or not, I’m going to make sure you get it.
You love sleeping on my chest, and I love wiping goo out of your eyes and seeing you accidentally smile. I love you.