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Excited/scared of a transatlantic flight and several week visit with family; first flight for littlest, first time sharing a seat with a small child for the entire trip, oldest gets to celebrate her birthday at the beach. All exciting and scary and daunting.

Tired. I’m feeling tired. We’re about to try to start introducing cow milk to our son for the first time since he was diagnosed with CMPA at the age of 1.5 months, our oldest is struggling with jealousy of her brother and sharing her parents’ attention, everyone has sniffles. Work is crazy, and suddenly it’s Mother’s Day. I am so grateful for the moms who care for and support and encourage me as I continue to try and find myself in this role I still struggle with 4.5 years on. My husband brought me flowers and my daughter made a gift at school and I love them both. Am I going to spend tomorrow exhausted and doing everything I would normally be doing on any given Sunday? Yes. Am I going to be grumpy about it? Quite likely. But I’m trying to be upbeat and trying to integrate that there will be other Mother’s Days when I can get a break, when I can be liberated from chores and childcare, that this will not be that Mothers Day but hopefully someday…