Postpartum Days

Wow... I'm a great blogger.

I got an e-mail from our Bradley instructor asking for our birth story, so I will be working on that soon.  And I guess I am feeling brave enough to share it.  I gave the reader's digest version to one of our friends from the Bradley class last week and realized just how not super pleasant the whole experience was.  It's ok though.  Everything turned out fine.

But I do think the experience has caused my postpartum days to be a little different than what is typical.  I honestly wonder what would have been easier, this recovery or recovery from a c-section.  And I hate to complain because I know what an absolute gift it is to be pregnant and give birth to a healthy baby.  So don't think of this as complaining.  I will just say that I think one method of preventing teenage pregnancy might be to have teenage girls come spend time with some postpartum women.

So far, we are adjusting fairly well to the new little man in our lives.  We honestly had a few rough days when we first got home.  One of my not-so-normal postpartum gifts was a full body rash.  Apparently it is a hormonal thing that just takes 7 to 10 days to go away and there is really nothing you can do to make it better.  I found myself using bags of ice to just take away as much of the overwhelming desire to itch.

The rash made everything SO MUCH more dramatic.  It wasn't just that my milk wasn't coming.  My milk wasn't coming it AND I HAD AN AWFUL RASH.  It wasn't just that Henry was super fussy from being starving.  He was super fussy AND I WANTED TO RIPE MY OWN SKIN OFF.

I think it made my Baby Blues so much worse than maybe they would have been otherwise.  But thankfully I have had Phil and my parents keeping tabs on me.  I think I am doing better now.  I still have some random crying.  Like this afternoon when I cried at the ending of Con-Air.  Have you ever seen Con-Air?  The awful acting is what should have made me cry, not the story line.  Phil laughed at me when I started crying because it was so ridiculous.  Can't blame him on that one.

Henry is now 11 days old and the rash is FINALLY subsiding.  My Baby Blues are getting better.  And we are starting to figure out feeding (I think I will do a separate post on that) and parts of our little man's personality.  It helps that he is SO STINKIN' CUTE!!

{Cotton LOVES Henry.  Maybe a little too much.}

{Blurry but cute}

I will work on being a better blogger.  Maybe now that the rash is almost gone.  :)