For some of you who have been following my posts, you might remember that I've had some very negative emotional experiences with nursing.
For some reason the other night, though, I actually had a positive moment. I could look at her and just saw her little face and little hands, and they were so sweet. And I just thought "Her hands will never be this small again." I've had a more positive attitude overall since then, but still some rough moments.
I'm not giving up. Just trying to hold on to the positive moments. Just wanted to share.