“Remember that you are much too blessed to be stressed!”
I sure do wish that was the case. I’m awfully stressed, no matter how you look at it. And it’s about my baby.
Sometimes when I feed her, she eats really well, and I KNOW when she’s full because she either falls dead asleep or pulls off and smiles at me. Then there are 1 or 2 times every day that she will fuss at the breast. She eats for a minute or two, then pulls off screaming, and she won’t latch on again or stop screaming. I have no idea if she’s just not hungry, if she’s full, if she’s starving…I hate not knowing what I’m doing wrong. Sometimes I wonder if it would be better to just pump my milk and feed her from a bottle, that way we’d always have enough milk for her appetite, or we’d know if she’s full. It’s so incredibly frustrating to hear her cry over milk, and I can’t do a damn thing about it.
Sometimes I wonder if my diet and exercise are affecting my milk production in a negative way. I mean, I’m doing everything the websites say you should be doing while breastfeeding and trying to lose the baby weight, but whenever she cries like she does while I’m trying to feed her, it really makes me wonder if there’s not enough milk for her. Or maybe what I’m doing is making it taste funny to her (I heard that exercising releases toxins into the body that will ultimately come out in the breast milk) and that’s why she won’t drink right. UGH! I hate not knowing how to fix this!!

Enough about that…how about this amazing body! She’s got curves in all the right places!
Today’s cardio was super intense! I wasn’t feeling 100% either, so it really kicked my ass. And then the abs video right afterward was pretty hard, too, but I love it when my abs are sore, since it lets me know I’m changing them for the better. After tomorrow’s workouts, I’ll be done with 6 ENTIRE weeks of exercise! How exciting! On the other hand, the next 6 weeks schedule get pretty hard, but, hell, I’ve come this far, so I can’t stop now!
I haven’t been getting much sleep, and I think it’s starting to get to me. What with my 2 month old baby changing her routine on me and the fact that my apartment complex has literally gone to shit in the last couple of weeks. It’s been so damn noisy lately. The walls are paper thin to begin with, so I get woken up by the upstairs apartment people (the guy that beats his girlfriend senseless), the sounds of the lesbian having sex in the apartment next to us, the party and loud ass barking dog in the other side apartment. Not to mention the thugs that recently started coming around to start fights with some guy that lives 3 apartments down from me (but the argument always seems to find it’s way right to our window!). We have SO got to move when the lease is up. We’re planning on moving to a house, so I’m really hoping we get the opportunity to do that.
Enough ranting for one day!
Keep strong, you can do it!