Little guy has been having a tough time with reflux and gas issues. I already have depression and anxiety so with a fussy baby, I was convicined I was the worst and that he didn’t like me. But at our follow up doctor’s appt yesterday the nurse said “look how much he loves you, he’s looking at you like, ‘hey lady, that’s my momma. I looveee her!’” I think I’m finally starting to enjoy spending time with my little one, after 3.5 months of being at home with him. I never thought it would take so much time to bond, but we’re getting there! Hang in there ladies, we got this and we gotta support each other!