Last Friday was my birthday- yippee, I'm now closer to 30 than 20.
Anyway, as a way to break in the new year of birth I came down with mastitis. Lots of fun, let me tell you! I had a 102 temp with Tylenol and Ibuprofen. AND it was on the side that Sam doesn't like to nurse from. AND I have the darndest time pumping from that side too. It was lovely.
My family had planned a birthday celebration for me and my mom asked if we should cancel. In proper childhood form, I broke down into tears, begging that it not be.
Time at my parent's place = break time for me. Sam and Jer are entertained and fed. So I hobbled to the car and curled up onto the "nest" the fam had made for me on the couch and they celebrated for me while I writhed in pain, waiting for the fever to break.
Lucy opened my gifts for me. I still am in awe that I get gifts! I got this from Jeremy and my brother (which I use all the time and love it!), a visit to the chiropractor from the Hilgers and a sweater from the Leppers.
Oh, and we had the awesomest pork roast with potato dumplings....mmmmm!