Exhaustion + Breastfeeding

I realized this morning that the most exhausting part of my day seems to be just getting out the door in the morning with both kids dressed, as I carry my purse (filled with an ipad, books for my class and lunch), pump, and diaper bag on one arm and Colt (in his heavy car seat) in the other ... as I descend the 13 steps to the basement and out to the car.

I'm tired just thinking about it.

This morning I woke up at 5 a.m. to feed Colt. I then showered, pumped, found an outfit that fits, woke up Emma, got all of the bags ready to go ... and I still couldn't get out of the door until 7:09 a.m. I didn't do my hair or makeup, either.

Thank goodness this is just a phase. I know it will pass and life will become a breeze, but right now I am downright exhausted!

Last week, I also got frustrated with everything that breastfeeding exclusively entails. It's a lot of work to pump ... if I were home all day and could nurse exclusively, it would be different, but I have to plan my days around pumping, clean the pump, bag the milk, clean the pump, clean bottles, etc. Did I mention how exhausted I am?

My pity party is almost over. I am excited that I have made it (almost) three months breastfeeding, and I am hopeful to continue going as long as possible. I already have a quarter of a year under my belt. Hopefully, I can put my head down and press forward. I just need some more sleep.

Here are a few pictures my amazing sister-in-law, Alicia, has taken of the kids. I love them so much (both the kids and the photos)!