I've come to three conclusions.
1. Breastfeeding is REALLY hard. It's just as difficult as being pregnant, but worse because you don't get any sleep. It's also well worth it for your child and your relationship with it.
2. I'm not sure Andrew and I can do this on our own back home, while trying to work, and maintain our marriage. I'm really scared of what's going to happen when we pack things up and leave.
3. Being a mom is the best things that's ever happened in my life, despite every difficulty.
Our little girl gets bigger every day, and every day she has something to be excited about. Right now it's the prospect of walking and crawling. She lights up when you hold her up so her feet can touch the ground, tomorrow she will be mouthing words, waiting for you to understand her. It's amazing waking up every day and seeing someone experiencing the simplest things for the first time. I'm so glad I get to do this.
Andrew is great too, I couldn't ask for a better lover, friend, and father of my child.
Things are hard, and sometimes it's overwhelming, but in the end it's all worth it. Every minute.