I went to Vegas to celebrate my 30th birthday along with a couple girlfriends who were also celebrating. It was a blast and a total whirlwind! I was there for a mere 48 hours but the build up to it felt like I was going to be gone for a month. I won't bore you with all the Vegas details on this post, (let's just say there was plenty of the usual Vegas shenanigans) after all this blog is about the kids.
This was my view every day for over 2 months. It took an hour a day of pumping to build up a milk supply large enough to feed Miles for that weekend without going on formula. It was rough, but I was determined.
I was so proud of myself when I reached my goal. It felt like a major achievement (if you have ever had to make milk, I'm sure you understand) so I commemorated it with this little plaque to myself.
Here is Miles helping me pack the day before I left.
And this is him the day I got home. He would not leave my side. The feeling was mutual and I gave both kiddos lots of extra cuddles.
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