one single mother. one spririted preschooler. oy — what a life.
I’m feeling kinda depressed about being a low-supply mama today. So many days, I don’t spend much time thinking about it, but it sapped my spirits today. I felt like just hiding under the covers and feeling sorry for myself. This too, will pass…but it’s where I’m at today.
It was a very lazy Sunday. We basically hung out in the house all day - got out around 6:30 for a walk around Walter Reed. Hani wore Sami in the Bjorn facing out. He looked SO cute. He fell asleep like that. Our little prince. I can’t stay depressed for long when I look at his beautiful little face. Right now he is asleep in the co-sleeper, all peace.
Sami has started reaching out and touching our faces. It’s such a gorgeous experience, having his little hand on my face, those big hazel eyes looking up at me with such truth.
Welcome to this blog - my chronicle of the illuminating, character-building path of single parenthood. I'm making this up as I go along. My life is my practice, and my five year-old son is my greatest teacher.
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