8 weeks old!

I can’t believe I’ve been a mom for 8 weeks. I know everyone says this time flies by but if you told me he was born yesterday, I would believe you. I have dreamt of becoming a mom and dreamed of what this time would be like. I feel like I’ve been robbed, I hate that. I need more time. Instead, I am back to work tomorrow.

I met with my new therapist today. It was mostly informative. It was a lot of background info and just learning why I’m there. I do have to say I get a slight kick out of watching people unfold my shitty life. Like when I told her about how close together Scott passed and Maxley’s birth, how long it took to conceive, our miscarriage, the fact we just bought a house, going through immigration, etc. Her eyes just kept getting bigger. Hard to believe.

I understand why people keep saying to write a book because my life is just so damn unbelievable but it’s a terrible story! Unless someone can introduce me to Josh Hartnett, nobody wants to read my book.

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Maxley has been really spitty. We will have to talk to the doctor about what we can do. His feedings are too short and I think his tummy can’t handle it. He is eating for 40 minutes and not eating for 2 hours and 20 minutes. He spits up several times a day and about half of what he ate. It’s counterproductive if he is losing some of the food. He is bottling every other feeding and pretty consistently taking about 25 mils. It’s such a long process, longer than anyone could guess.