It's the little things that make me happy. This past weekend I pat myself on the back for the following:
- I cut out and started on two bags (the max I can do in one weekend at this point in my life).
- I went grocery shopping with all three kids and no one cried or threw a fit. Never mind that I forgot to get half the things on my list, I still call it a successful trip.
- I nursed Ava in public. Twice. Surrounded my LOTS of people while at the Aquarium of the Americas. I used to nurse Alex in public all the time, but I hadn't gone there with Ava, I guess because she isn't the best nurser. But we did great - no boobage was shown. I feel like a burden has been lifted!!
