Poor Baby!

Mason had his first round of shots yesterday. Poor thing, I have never heard him cry like that. Thankfully I was able to nurse him seconds after the shots were given and he calmed down and fell asleep in five minutes. I loved the feeling of being able to comfort him when he was scared and in pain. It makes all the early frustrations of breastfeeding well worth it. Travis was such a huge help and so far he hasn't missed a doctor's appointment. He's so wonderful with little Mason. When we got home, he was still fussy but fell asleep and had a nice nap. That night he was very fussy, but settled down after his bath and slept the whole night, expect when we woke him a bit to give him some Tylenol. Bless his little heart, he did so good. I love my little man so much.



On another note, my boss called me yesterday to ask if I was coming back to work. I said yes and we tentatively set March 16th as the date. So, now all I can think about is how much I'm going to miss him and how in the hell am I going to be able to leave him? I've already started crying about it. I'm trying to focus on the positives. I love my job, I'm great at it and Mason is in very good hands....but they aren't my hands. You know? God give me strength.