Small victories

I made it through the night outnumbered two to one.

It was scary and I was nervous but somehow I bathed Madison and fed them both and put them both to sleep all before 9pm

And we made it through the night without any disasters.

It's the small stuff like that makes me feel that i can do it and that it will get better.

It's small victories that make my day- like going to the bathroom for the first time after my episiotomy, or being able to go to sleep without a painkiller, or finally being able to breastfeed him going out with two kids and bringing them back with no one screaming...

If it wasn't for the small victories I wouldn't make it through most of the days.

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