Supported

Supported

Baby girl has been having a rough couple nights sleeping.

I put her in the bassinet and ten minutes later she’s fussing. In order to keep this fuss from becoming a cry I pick her up, lay her next to me, and latch her to my boob. It’s the easiest way to get her back to sleep and maybe I’ll get some sleep too.

My hip hurts so bad. I lay there on my side hoping she will drift off to sleep so I can roll over and get some relief and get the pressure off my sciatic nerve.

The other night Austin was sleeping so close to me I could lean my body against his while Shelby was nursing. Ohhh that felt nice. I could relax my body just enough to ease the pain.

I told him the next day that he inadvertently helped me out when he became a support for me to lean on.

Since I mentioned this to him he now scooches over when I feed her in bed. Placing his body against mine so I can lean against him. Giving me that little bit of relief. That little break from the pain.

I am grateful for this. Grateful for him. That he sees me and offers me support both mentally and physically.

He sees the hard work that goes into being a mother and does what he can to lighten the load that is placed upon my shoulders.

It gives me peace knowing that when I go to bed tonight that he will be next to me.

Supporting me in every way, always.