A Good Day.

After several horrendous days of Cooper refusing to feed and going hysterical because he was starving but too sore to try to feed (how confusing for the little lambchop), we had a better day today, just a few dodgy feeds.  He was pretty tired though, so I think that might have been why, he was so sleepy at each feed I don't think he noticed the pain?  

Anyway I am trying to really appreciate the good moments when they come and really soak them all in.

I started a Gratitude Journal too, to try to keep my smile factor up:)  I know it may sound a bit Oprah, a bit corny even, but I think it might help to think of just one happy moment each day, to remind me that life isn't really that bad.  And also to keep me looking outward, being a Reflux mummy we can sometimes become a bit 'woe is me' and forget that others have problems too and that life is good.