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…has returned.

This means:

a. I won’t be having kids that are less than a year apart (DARN!)

b. It’s good I got some pads from the giant yard sale (more on this later today when I finally finish taking pictures of the goods!).

The eleven months, they were good while they lasted.


Hubby and I took six labor and delivery classes; each one lasting 2 and a half hours. Even so, there was a lot I was not prepared for in the labor and postpartum recovery process. I know some people don’t really want to know what’s going to happen, but I am not that person. I want to know as much as humanly possible so I can be mentally prepared.

That said, this post is meant to both be reflective of my experience and hopefully prepare some other people for what may come (you know I wouldn’t forget you Erin!), and hopefully have a little humor in it as well!

And now, what no one told me, but probably should have.

1. You know how your body changed drastically, but it happened over 9 months? Yeah, expect the reverse to happen in about 9 minutes (not literally). And the hormonal changes? Soooo fun. Night sweats, weepiness, etc. are all part of the normal recovery. Personally, I feel emotional now than I did when I was pregnant.

2. Labor is a hot, sweaty business. It was frigid in our room, and I was still burning up the whole time I was pushing.

3. Speaking of pushing, it hurts. It is so not like pushing out poo, or anything else you’ve experienced, though people will tell you it is. Basically, you will push until you feel like your bottom is going to rip into millions of pieces, and then you will keep pushing. Personally, I felt like I couldn’t breathe and might throw up, and just had to push through it.

4. Once you’ve had the baby, you will still be in pain. You may not be able to sit down. You may not be able to pee sitting down because it hurts, so. stinking. bad.

5. If you tear or have an episiotomy, get a script for the strong drugs. Yes, even if you don’t take them in the hospital. Even if you think you’re resting a lot, you are doing more than you did in the hospital, and you will be in more pain. You’ll thank me later.

6. Everyone worries about pooping or screaming or doing something else embarrassing during labor. Don’t bother. When it happens, you will not care. In fact, you probably won’t notice you’re screaming. You definitely won’t noticed if you poop — there’s too much going on and too much pain down there to notice.

7. I heard a lot about how horrible the first post-birth poop is. Maybe it was the stool softeners, maybe it was just me, but the the first was not bad at all; it just kind of came out. It’s the second and third ones, the ones you have to start working for, that are bad.

8. You will need a squirt bottle to clean off after you “eliminate.” Seriously, no use of the TP except to pat dry.

9. If you want to walk while you’re in the hospital after your water has broken, they’ll give you mesh panties and a giant adult diaper. You get to wear this same get-up after you give birth until you go home as well. Even though it doesn’t sound attractive or fun, you may possibly grow attached to them and want to take them home with you. You know, just in case you don’t think you’re ready for big girl panties yet. Or maybe that was just me.

10. Before discharge, you’ll get a few basic instructions about pain medicine, cleaning, and what not to do, but nothing about what’s normal and what’s not as far as bleeding and such goes. You’ll be home, wondering if what’s happening to you is normal or not. Chances are, it will happen on a weekend, when you can’t call your doctor. Good thing though, is that more often or not, you’re totally normal.

Oh, and as a bonus, probably half of what you think you want to do during and after labor or while in the hospital won’t happen. Life never goes according to plan, so things change based on what’s happening. For example, I sent Colton back to the nursery pretty much right after I was finally sewn up. He was born at 2:30 am, and after about an hour of fixing up, I was exhausted and couldn’t even fathom the idea of holding him for more than 10 minutes without falling asleep. Don’t worry, after a little nap I had Hubby bring him back to the room. I never would have imagined I would kick out my kid in favor of sleep, but oh boy was it exactly what I needed.


This post is linked to Top Ten Tuesday. Go check out Amanda’s blog for more fun lists, and her new “Wilder” series – totally awesome!

These pictures are me, 11 days postpartum.

So far, I’m pretty happy with my body’s ability to bounce-back after giving birth.

My second day home, I weighed myself, and wasn’t too happy with what I had lost, but I have seen a decrease in weight each day, and what seems to be a decrease in my stomach size each day as well.

In fact, you could tell a difference in my face immediatly after I gave birth.

Getting my IV in after being admitted.
Moments after Colton was born.

I think you can already see a difference in my face size, especially in the cheeks.

Right now, I’m in the high 130’s weight-wise. My goal is to be at 130, sans clothes, by my 6 week postpartum appointment. I figure I weighed right around 125 before I got pregnant (possibly less, but we’ll go with 125), and 5 pounds seems like it’s totally do-able.

So getting back to pre-pregnancy weight seems like it will happen, but I am concerned I won’t get back to my pre-pregnancy shape. I put on a pair of size 10 pants (I used to wear size 4), and while I could get them on and buttoned, they made a muffin top and were tight in my hip and thigh. My thighs do tend to gain more weight than any other part of my body, so I wasn’t surprised, but really? Do I need larger hips than what I already had? Hopefully that will all return to something close to what I had before.

But really, I am over the moon with where I am now physically, especially considering my body expelled another human being only 11 days ago! I do have concerns about what my body will return to, but even if I don’t get my defined abs pre-pregnancy body back, I think I’ll be happy. After all, this face is totally worth it.

Today has been a hard day.

We took Colton back to the hospital to see the lactation consultant, and found out he is continuing to loose weight.

He has lost over a pound since his birth a week ago.

Now, we are trying to breast feed, pump, supplement and record his every swallow, pee and poo.

My parents left to go back to their home, eight hours away, as we left for the hospital.

Since we’ve been home, Colton has not been interested in eating from me, and has screamed bloody murder every time I’ve tried to feed him. But he likes his bottle just fine.

Our last feeding attempt resulted in a screaming baby and a crying mother.

I know it’s not the end of the world if I can’t breastfeed. If Colton wants bottles and will only take a bottle, then so be it.

One way or another, he will eat and he will gain weight.

But the meanwhile is hard.

…people don’t tell you about pregnancy, labor, delivery and recovery. Frankly, I think they should, but that’s another story for another day (and I do plan to do a post on what people should tell you about these things).

In the meantime, let’s celebrate a small milestone, shall we?

Today I showered, shaved my legs (all the way up to my thigh!), dried off, and blow dried my hair. All.By.My.Self. As in with no assistance what-so-ever.

Yesterday I wouldn’t have even dreamed of shaving my legs and has assistance drying off.

It’s the little things in life; small miracles like shaving that keep me going.

Soon I’m going to be back up and at ’em.

Just as soon as we get a handle on this sleep situation!

Just a 20-something girl living on the East Coast, trying to figure out life. I'm a wife and mom to two. I'm trying to rediscover my love for long walks, yoga and pilates. But not hiking. I still don't like hills. I was raised at the beach, but I don't like the beach. I like to look at it, but I don't like to swim in it, I'd prefer a pool, thanks. I'm just trying to become the best person I can be -- the woman God wants me to be. That's easier said than done!

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Hubby is my all-time favorite guy. A perfect mix of serious, sarcastic, laid-back, handy and nerdy, he is the perfect complement to me. I love his strong work-ethic and the way he always loves and supports me through everything. Some of Hubby's favorite things include: hiking, Virginia Tech football, woodworking, and his family. When I married him in July 2007, I had no idea what an amazing journey we were headed on, and how I could come to love him so much more each day.

Our oldest, Colton, is three years old. He is equal parts sassy and hysterical. He loves all things train, car, bus, truck, and machine related. He has a penchant for made-up words and loves to be the clown of his pre-school class. Our younger son, Nathan, was born this May. He is pure joy and full of smiles! He is such a blessing and a perfect fit for our family.