1. A really great nursing bra. Let's be real. I didn't wear a bra for the first two weeks. The babe nursed so frequently that there was no point in wearing a shirt.
I used to be so perplexed at my momma watching nonsense at midnight, in the dark, alone. Now? Now, I totally understand exactly why she's forgoing sleep at midnight to watch some silly show even though she has to get up and crush the day at 6am.
*Fair warning: these brownies are delicious and easily rationalized when you eat six in a row. Oh, and you might need a million milk bags...
People are quick to relay the beautiful moments, and there are a million of them (like the first time you feed your brand new babe), but nothing prepared me for the frantic, desperate moments of my babe's third night on earth.