Me at the beginning of 2017 vs. me at the end of 2017. If you'd have told me how this year was going to play out I wouldn't have believed you. For four years everything felt stagnant and directionless. There were moments of hope and amazing things, but always this lingering emptiness that nothing would ever really change. And that emptiness grew bigger each year that passed. And then one February night, out of nowhere, the rest of the year was set in motion. And it wasn't always perfect. And it too contained ups and downs, but I can't help but wonder if the years of stagnation and hopelessness weren't really just a time of trying to get my shit together, figure out who I am and what I stand for, what I want, what I believe in, so that when that instant came along and changed everything, I was capable of going with the flow, accepting it with open arms, and as ready as I possibly could be. It's no longer empty here. It's not all sunshine and peonies either. But I'm grateful for what this year gave me, taught me, and has led me into. And it's my hope that we all find that in our own ways, in our own time. I won't wish you the best in 2018 -- because the best is impossible--you will always be disappointed. But I wish you moments of pure joy, strength during times of struggle, peace in your grief, support in your challenges, compassion during your pain, and love in every form imaginable. Here's to the unexpected. Here's to 2018. #babyheath#chicago#2018#vs#momlife#momtobe#chicagomom#23weekspregnant#gratitude#love#changes#hope#momofateenager#pregnantlife
⚠READ THIS⚠@Regranned from @jennifer.mancuso - In the food court, both Mommy and babies are hungry! Feed your babies, no matter where you are. Nobody cares. It’s natural. Don’t (literally) sweat it. Your babies not being hungry is way more important than a stink eye from a stranger! . With my first nursling I did not have the confidence to feed my baby in public and always wore a cover. I would go to the “family room”, look for the “breastfeeding box” they have located throughout the mall, or find an empty fitting room. . With nurslings 3 & 4, I am not ashamed, I am not embarrassed. I do not cover and I feed them where I want, when I want.