Postpartum woes

Here I am, one month #postpartum. Like so many other new moms, I am mostly tired, uncomfortable, and overwhelmed. I get overwhelmed with caring for this new little life, overwhelmed with love, overwhelmed with my new shape, an overabundant milk supply, and day-to-day tasks.
em and me one month
I don’t get to have a shower usually, unless someone is covering for me. I am almost
always soaked in milk. I have only done my hair once this month and put make up on twice.
I live in yoga pants because nothing else fits. I sometimes cry when E cries, feeling helpless when he’s in pain.
I have a love/hate relationship with #breastfeeding. I don’t usually sleep when he sleeps, unless it’s at night. And I usually sleep with him on my chest.
I can’t seem to get us out of the house before 1:00 pm, if at all – mainly because I don’t want to put my sleeping/fussy/awake and alert babe down.
My house is a disaster.
My husband is neglected.
And despite a couple of challenging hours every day, I wouldn’t change any of this.
I am so in love and would do anything for this little human.
I am looking forward to every milestone.