Jumping Hurdles

Hurdles, Hurdles, always hurdles...

Obviously I haven't been much able to keep up with the blog as my litany of physical complaints continues. I got over round one of mastitis only to get a blocked milk duct in the other breast which then turned to mastitis on that side, complete with fever and chills. Unfortunately the antibiotics they prescribed did not work and for four days I suffered further fever and chills and then intense swelling and inflamation and pain and misery, with Nahanni growing increasingly miserable herself. It has been very difficult, but finally we are on the same antibiotics as the first time and things are finally settling down - I've never been so thrilled. Nahanni has returned to her lovely sweet self bit by bit and I feel like next week I have the potential to feel like a relatively normal human being again - hooray! I'm tired of feeling housebound and for certain, I'm sick of being sick. I want to be well, show off my baby, visit, do yoga, walk in the woods...in essence, live a little.

I do have to say though on a more positive note - this child is a wonder. I look at her little face and marvel at the miracle of her. She is gorgeous in so many ways and I am positively smitten. She has changed my life and I wonder how I can survive loving someone this intensely. I could eat her up. I look forward to every day with her - even the tough ones.