Oh, baby Owen, you have swept me off my feet.

We made it, little man. And now that our nursing days are over, we can look each other in the eye with a real, deep love that only exists between a mama and her babe.

I’ve waited for you for so long, Owen, and now you’re finally here and five weeks old. It nearly brings me to tears thinking about how much I missed in your first month of life. I was so caught up in trying to feed you that I nearly shut you out completely in the process.

Nursing wasn’t easy for us. From talking to friends it seems like we had quite a few more problems than most. They seemed to pile up on us; they say when it rains, it pours…and it most certainly was a downpour of frustration that still hasn’t completely ended.

But most of the storm clouds have parted and we can finally see the sunlight. It’s beautiful and warm and bright, and if you’ll still have me as your mama, I want to soak up every single day of it with you.