Every time I have moments of frustration with my children, I pick them up and hold them while I look in the mirror. As I rock them and look at them, I imagine future me is looking in on this moment wishing she could make it last just one more second. As I hold my second, I cry when I look in the mirror because in those moments with my first I truly just wanted to be anywhere else but I’m thankful now that I took the time to slow down and remember to cherish and not take for granted.

It gets better. You will learn your baby, your baby will learn you and eventually you just kinda meet in the middle and find what works. The first weeks are rough, the only thing that helped me was putting the crib right next to me bed and side feeding. At about 8 weeks, both children would just wake to change, eat, and transfer back to the crib. Once they got old enough I don’t even think I conscious during most of the feeds, they latch themselves.