Ok, so I am eating for the first time today at almost 3pm. With shopping and baby being always on boob and not letting me put her down I just did not fit it in. I was thinking about it all the time though. I could have had my own pitty party. So I am on here with baby right next to me in bed. I am finally eating the yummy tuna I made. She starts to fuss. My boobs are empty! Thats impressive as they are way bigger then her head and I swear wiegh more then she does. So I quicky put on the song Pain by Three days Grace. It comes on loud but baby stops her little fuss and no only does the cry not come, she goes back to sleep! LMAO. So I am listening to this song thinking how twisted it is.
Rather feel pain then nothing at all. -- I listen to it when I feel myself wanting a pitty party. Normally with head phones though. It reminds me that I am lucky to have a baby at all, lucky to be loved, and no matter what I am feeling, pain, nipple ouchy, after pains, no sleep, no patience, I am still so very lucky.
But to let baby listen to such music?
Twisted!
Rather feel pain then nothing at all. -- I listen to it when I feel myself wanting a pitty party. Normally with head phones though. It reminds me that I am lucky to have a baby at all, lucky to be loved, and no matter what I am feeling, pain, nipple ouchy, after pains, no sleep, no patience, I am still so very lucky.
But to let baby listen to such music?
Twisted!








