Day Seven.

Seven days. One week. One whole week with this precious child, and it still sometimes shocks me that she's mine. I can't remember the feeling of being well rested anymore. It's 5:00pm and I'm already exhausted. My little cupcake woke up at 2:00am and of course mommy has been up with her the whole time, too. She's having a hard time breastfeeding, which is odd considering how great she's been doing the last couple days, so I'm switching her to half breast, half bottle. It's working out great so far, I'm keeping my fingers crossed. One week down, so many more to come. It's just the beginning of an incredible journey.