This week, hubby traveled to NYC for work and is currently in Las Vegas for a bachelor party. I've been dreading this week for a month, wondering if I'd be able to handle Justin all on my own. To make things a little more interesting, little J must have gotten a bit winded and is fighting a bit of a stuffy nose.

Well -- I've done it! And am doing it! To me, this week has been my rite of passage into mommyhood. Hooray!

I used to feel like just a milk machine, but now I'm J's source of nourishment and comfort.

I used to feel impatient, but now I try to cherish all of the kicking, smiling, cooing, crying, wriggling, and pooping. I'll never have this time back!

I used to feel unproductive, but I'm slowly getting comfortable with doing nothing but caring for J 24 hours a day. (I try to do at least one thing a day for myself - today, it's the guilty pleasure of Keeping Up with Kardashians. kekekeke)

And all of those negatives made me, and still sometimes do make me feel, like I'm such a bad mommy. My other momma friends tell me that all of this is normal, but when you're *in* it, it's hard to feel that way. Again, I'm so thankful for all of their advice and support.

Now, that tummy pooch is a different story...

But just like Justin, I will take baby steps :) Hope my baby feels better soon!