My Boy

It's already been several days since I took this picture--you can still see the purple on Donovan's tongue from the Gentian Violet (he and I had to use that to treat thrush)--but I thought I'd post it, since it's the most recent picture I have of him on the computer.

Donovan and I are totally growing used to life together! For such a long time, it was a combination of no sleep, pain from my C-Section (the incision took a little longer than usual to heal), and difficulties with breastfeeding. I loved Donovan instantly, but for a while there, I was not liking the effects of having had him! Does that make sense?

Anyway, now I'm getting more sleep (enough so that I even feel good about getting up early and working out in the morning, usually after his first a.m. feeding), my incision has finally healed up nicely (which also helps motivate me to work out), and the breastfeeding is finally starting to really improve. There's still a bit of pain, as the thrush we dealt with caused some nasty breakdown of tissue for me. (I won't go into detail.) But with meds and patience, it's all getting better. We're doing very well. I'm hoping that my moods have improved, too, and I'm not such a witch anymore. (And that's one thing I'm hoping working out will continue to improve!)