The 4th of July marked MY independence day.
It was the first day since Asher was born that I only nursed him when he woke up and when he went to bed at night....which happened to be at 10:30pm because he loved the fireworks.
I did it.
I made it.
I survived.
It's bittersweet.
I have my freedom back.
This day marks MY independence day.
This day also was the first day that Asher ever took a bottle from me.
In honor of the occasion we decided to light fireworks, watch fireworks and celebrate.
Convenient huh?
I have my freedom back.
This day marks MY independence day.
This day also was the first day that Asher ever took a bottle from me.
In honor of the occasion we decided to light fireworks, watch fireworks and celebrate.
Convenient huh?
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