I’m one of those annoying personality types that has it all figured out before it actually happens. Now by it, I mean anything… a new hobby, a task around the house, having a baby… you get the idea. During my first pregnancy I was certain that neither my baby nor me nor my house would be messy, breastfeeding would be a breeze, and the pounds would simply just melt away, mostly because I’d be out and about so often with my adorable and easy baby girl. I devoured every new parent book I could get my hands on, and considered myself fully prepared for life as a new mom.
Imagine my surprise when almost none of that happened.
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