It’s been six weeks?? {Some Letters}

Happy Friday!

Time for letters.  It’s been too long.

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Dear Blogland,

It’s been six weeks.  It feels like 5 minutes but you know that goes with a new baby.  {sigh}  Actually this is the first time I have sat at the computer for longer than 3 seconds in 6 weeks!

Will try not to make it happen again.

Not making any promises,

Cass

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Dear Rocky,

You are so tiny.  You are such perfection.  Took you 29 hours of labor to get here but it was worth every second.  Even if I did cry like a wussy when I had to push you out.  But it was still worth it.

You are sure the king of this castle.  You are held 24 hours a day.  You are the boss of this Mama.  But your face is impossible to say no to.  Please take it easy on me.

Being a Mama of two is amazing.  You and your brother are everything.  Our family is everything.  Thank you for being here.

I love you,

Mama

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Dear breastfeeding,

Yay!  You are actually happening this time.  Since I wasn’t able to get you going with Monk, I am over the moon that I am able to supply Rocky with your white goodness!  Although it is WAY annoying that I am sitting (or laying) all day every day which means I cannot get anything else done.  Everyone (besides Rocky) and everything is suffering.  My house is disgusting, cooking is a luxury, showering is the highlight of my day week, and Monk is starting to feel like he lives alone.  It’s got to get better, right?

Anxiously awaiting the “better”,

Mama

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Dear Monk,

Even though you are trying to drive me batshit crazy right now with your attitude,  I love you.  I love how much you love your brother.  I love how you cover him with kisses every chance you get.  I love how you keep coming up to me randomly and saying “Mommy, I love you.” just so that I know you still care.  It’s like your way of saying, “I know you have to feed Joey all the time and it really sucks that you don’t have much time for me lately, but I am still here and I still love you.”

You are the best son anyone could ask for.

I love you,

Mommy

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Dear Laundry,

I hate you.  I hate you.  I hate you.  I hate you.

Signed,

The lady who curses while in your presence

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Dear time,

Stop moving so fast.  I hate it.

It’s all happening so fast.  Make is stop.

Please.

Cass

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Hope you have a good weekend and next week!