6 weeks Postpartum (Cesarean)

I cannot believe it has been 6 weeks since I delivered my sweet son. It feels like yesterday I was waddling around annoyed and constipated. I had my 6-week follow-up checkup with my doctor today and was basically told I was doing great, got a pat on the back, a fat bill and told to take care. That’s it. It’s over, my pregnancy and doctors appointments associated with it have come to an end… Very bitter sweet.

All that’s left is my final pregnancy observations….

1. I’m still an agitated, annoyed, chubby, constipated, husband hating, achy complaining brat… but at least I got a really great baby boy to show for it!
2. The numbers are in! I never looked at the scale during weigh ins at my appointments. Well today I decided to find out what all went on. The good news: I’ve lost 27 pounds already! 17 pounds were lost within the first week of delivery. The other ten I’ve lost over the last 5 weeks. The bad news: I gained more that the recommended 25. I gained 55! And now that it’s all said and done, I’m cool with it! My son is healthy and awesome and that’s ALL that matters.
3. I eat more now then when I was pregnant. Scary I know, but I am an eating machine now. I know it is because of the breastfeeding. I think it is humorous that I eat more now and am loosing weight. Score 2 points for breastfeeding!
4. I’m still not a huge fan of breastfeeding, but it is very easy now, almost second nature. It just takes an hour from start to finish and feels like it’s all I do 24/7.
5. I found out today that the area above my incision that still feels numb, might always feel numb. My doctor was so nonchalant about. She basically responded to my concerns with, yeah that’s where the nerve damage was. Deal with it…
6. I still have a bit of burning and aching in the incision area, but for the most part I am completely healed.
7. Now that I am at 6-weeks I can start exercising and having sexy time… I’m not sure which one I want to do least. At this point I’m thinking I would rather scrub the toilets in a seedy bar first.
8. I’m still so exhausted. My son is not sleeping more than 3 hours at a time. It’s crazy how he is like clock work. He wakes up screaming every three hours to the minute. This actually taught me a valuable lesson, feed before he screams and he wont try to rip my boob off in his ravenous attempt to drain me dry.
9. I’m pretty good at the whole mother thing. But then again my only job is to feed, change diapers, love and put to sleep my beautiful son. Granted it is around the clock job.
10. I find myself looking fondly at pregnant women. Not that I have some crazy desire to be knocked up again. I just know what they are going through and how worth it it will all be once their little angel pops out.
11. The time goes by so fast. It’s hard to believe nearly a year has passed since I got pregnant. I’m starting to realize that even though I am exhausted and wish Oliver would sleep through the night, I know he will soon enough.
12. I never even once thought that co-parenting with my husband would be so difficult. But it is. VERY difficult. I want everything MY way, having to stand by and let him have his way is beyond painful.
13. Speaking of painful, there is a very real pain I feel when my son cries.
14. Physically I feel really good. Almost just the way I did before baby. Considering I smoked cigarettes and never missed a Friday Happy hour before baby. Surprise! I feel much better on Saturday mornings!
15. Ok, I’ll say it in some very strange way, I miss being pregnant. I miss the belly and way complete strangers were nice to me. Now that I walk around looking like a chubby zombie, they run from me.

If you are still pregnant, love it up. This time will be gone soon, FOR GOOD. Looking back it certainly had it’s crappy ass moments… DAYS… but I will probably do it again. It is such a short time compared to the complete joy it brings, for a lifetime.