Molly January 3, 2010

Hi. I know I disappeared for a bit!  Life has changed so much since I last posted. But let me first begin by saying Happy 2010! I hope that this year brings you much love and joy! Kicking off a new year always makes me reflect on the ending year. 2009 was a TOUGH year. Being pregnant brought out so many emotions. Most importantly, I was excited about our coming baby, but I was scared and felt so unprepared. Where to begin? I could write a novel about 2009 and my pregnancy so I will just share bit by bit.

Well, as you know Charlie and I were expecting our first child! Molly was born October 8, 2009 at 4:58 AM. Meet Molly:

*Sigh* She was so worth it!  I cannot express into words the love I feel for her! She is so precious! This little girl came 10 days late! I went into the hospital on October 6th and out she came on October 8th! All I can say is that the pain medication and epidural made labor and delivery almost too easy! My friend Jessica told me that labor and delivery is easy compared to taking baby home. (Just to drive the point home, this girl gave birth naturally with no epidural!) So anyway, I have to say she was right. I think the most overwhelming part about coming home was dealing with the aftermath of pushing out a baby. My body felt so tough and weak at the same time. Let’s just say that I moved gingerly for at least a week! I kind of expected the lack of sleep, but the thing that alarmed me the most was learning to breastfeed and pump. My friend actually let me borrow her Medela Pump In Style. For some reason, I just could not express much milk with it (like 1 ounce combined, if I was lucky!!). I think this was due to a few different reasons:
1. I was so new to breastfeeding
2. Molly wasn’t drinking much
3. It hurt. I think it was because the breastshields weren’t the best fit.
Luckily, I was able to get a screaming deal on a practically new Medela Freestyle Pump through Craigslist and it has been working out so much better! At my best, I’m able to pump about 6 ounces combined!

So tomorrow is my first day back at work. It’s funny. I prayed to God a while back that He would either help to me be at peace about going to back to work (this was when I was thinking that I had to go back when Molly was barely 10 weeks old) or help me figure out a way to go back to work when Molly was at least 12 weeks old. All I can say is God is good. He let me have both. I’m thankful that I had the time that I did at home with Molly and I feel okay about going back to work. I think I understand what working moms mean when they say that they feel torn. My priorities have changed and Molly’s well-beings the MOST important thing to me. I would love to be at home with her, but that is not a feasible reality right now so I must work. And if I must work, I will do so with a cheerful heart. Plus, I do like my job and miss my co-workers. Anyway, off to bed I go. I will let you know how things go!

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