Doing well here. Hub says I'm starting to stress a bit and I tend to get a bit quiet when I do that. It's a good stress though. It just means I have things to do that require some thought.

I breastfed my little one right through the meds against doctor's advice. Can you believe that? I really thought that if I quit nursing her, I'd be in the hospital. That little girl that needed me so much kept me sane. I did my own research about meds while nursing and find that everything has it's risk. Mine just happens that the risk of me dying from not breastfeeding was higher than my child being at risk while nursing with drugs. This however, is very hard to explain to a pill pusher psychiatrist. My little one is now two and still nurses every once in a while. Amazingly I still have milk even if she doesn't nurse for weeks. (I swear I'll be lactating until I'm sixty....) She especially needs it after a nightmare and I'm glad that I can help her ease back into sleep. I wish I had something so comforting like that to go back to sleep after a terror dream.