I think being sick when I delivered slowed my recovery way down. I was still taking pain meds into my fourth week home from the hospital!
Bobby has not gained weight like he should so I have had to nurse every two hours all day and every three hours all night also giving him formula after feedings. He has finally at one month regained his birth weight. His feeding schedule alone is exhausting.
I have not wanted to go any where, see any one, or talk to any one. The only thing that has sounded like fun, besides cuddling my baby, is to curl up on the couch with a snack and a good movie. I’ve been moody and weepy and generally no fun all together. I think this is what people call Baby Blues?
Still, I have a family counting on me so I have pushed myself do what I possibly could to make the holidays special, and keep the house hold running, but I don’t want to give the impression that it is or has been easy. I have posted smiling pictures of our festivities, but that is only one side of the story. If I turned the camera you would probably see the pile of dishes on the counters, the dirty floors, and laundry covering my couch. The picture before our meal might be of all the kids quarantined to their rooms for fighting. So forgive me if I’ve made things look easy. It’s hard ya’ll, but worth it–so very worth it!