Here I am, sitting on the couch with my husband, reminiscing about how naive we were as new parents. I remember when my son was born, I made my husband write down every diaper change, the color of the poo, the amount, texture, and whether there was pee or not. I also made him write down how much he ate and how often. How crazy is that?!? I remember thinking that breastfeeding would be easy. It wasn't. My son was a tongue sucker in the womb. He was used to having his tongue on the roof of his mouth, so breastfeeding was impossible with him. He wouldn't latch on. I sat in the hospital room, crying and feeling like the worlds worst mom because women all over the world just do it, and it seems so easy and natural. Oh how wrong I was. I failed and now I understand that as a mom, you have many failures, many trials and errors, many mistakes but also many celebrations, laughs, and some cringe worthy moments. Its a ride, and you just have to hold on, and enjoy every second of it, or try to. You have to let go of some things, and embrace others.