Poop Does NOT Equal Peanut Butter

My last post was written exactly a month before Braeden was born. I do apologize. Braeden is now two weeks and four days old. He's a precious, precious baby. And, thankfully, his sleeping habits allow me to get decent amounts of sleep, as well! Thank you, Lord, for that blessing. Ella's sleeping habits left much to be desired. :)

A few things I've learned over the last few weeks...

A stomach virus might just put you into labor. Pretty sure that's the only time in my life that I've been thankful for a night of the pukes.

When you have your third child, the hospital staff leaves you alone. I guess if you've not permanently damaged your first two, they assume you know what you're doing!

Pumping is SO MUCH BETTER than breastfeeding. (In my opinion, at least.)

It's best not to have your children less than 18 months apart. It's difficult to hold two children at the same time, especially when one can't hold his head up.

The laundry and dishes never end.

Don't lick your fingers after making a peanut butter and honey sandwich. They might look similar, but poop does NOT equal peanut butter!

I'm blessed beyond what I deserve! Thank you, Jesus, for my precious family.

Blessings to you all,
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