motherhood is hard.

Saw this linked to another blog and felt very, very guilty for relating to it. I love L very much and I'm also having a really hard time trying to love motherhood. I fantasize daily about switching to formula, drinking margaritas, wearing clothes other than sweatpants, and sleeping from 11pm to 7am without any interruptions. I feel horrible for wanting these things more than being with my baby at times. But every time I hear her little cry that she's hungry, I get up and feed her because I love her and I know she needs me. I hope that's good enough.