It's been three whole weeks since Ada was born. I'm feeling so much better than I did that first day, first week, and even two weeks. To be entirely honest, there was a point when I never thought I'd feel like myself again. The whole physical experience of active labor and then pushing was just too intense to think feeling "normal" was a possibility.
Though I'm not entirely there yet, I'm getting much closer to my old self. But I'm sure it'll be a new normal no matter what.
I think the biggest difference this week has been with my pain level. I don't really have any leftover pain from childbirth. I know I'm still healing and I can still feel my uterus contract from time to time, so I know my insides are still shifting from how they were when I was pregnant.
If I take the time to think about it, it really is miraculous. I mean, this was me at 37 weeks:
And here I am now:
That's A LOT of change.
Alright. I cheated a bit and wore my black nursing tank, which ultimately camouflages my baby-pooch. My stomach right now looks like someone slowly let the air out of a large balloon. Sort of squishy. I look like I did when I was about 20 weeks pregnant (though, I didn't pop until later). One cool thing -- albeit somewhat obnoxious to brag about, so I apologize in advance -- I don't have stretch marks.
My weight is still steady at around 7 to 8 pounds up from pre-pregnancy. It might have something to do with my eating habits, since I've been ravenous (this might have something to do with breastfeeding, right?). Or it could have something to do with the fact that I feel no need to diet right now. Or ever, for that matter. The weight will come off in time once my eating habits level out.
I'm already fitting back into many of my old clothes again. I'm not worried. Plus, in my experience -- weight is really just a number. I go by feel. Right now, I'm feeling great.
Stephen is going back to work next week. That will be a big change for me. I still haven't quite registered that I, myself, won't return to work for another 6 months. I feel like I am headed back next week. I don't know how I'll feel when I'm home alone with Ada all day. I have some anxiety about meeting all of her needs by myself. I'm also wondering if I'll go crazy not talking to adults or having assignments to complete.
I detailed my post-birth exercise plans before I had Ada. And, indeed, exercise is another big change for week 3. I don't want to get into too many details right now because I'm taking it one day at a time. Let's just say it's going extremely well -- better than I had imagined it could. Shedding 20 pounds nearly overnight has made walking and other activities a breeze. I plan to post more about what I'm doing soon.
I'm somewhat sad that we're now getting snow. Not exactly the best outdoor walking weather for a newborn. Sometimes I take her on the treadmill with me. However, Stephen has been great about giving me an uninterrupted hour of me-time each afternoon. So, I use it to get out of the house -- alone -- and get my body moving.
That's enough from me. The only other annoying thing I'm still dealing with is that I can't seem to put my contacts in to save my life. Maybe it's because I haven't been sleeping as much -- but they sting my eyes. Anyone else have this experience? I'm getting tired of wearing my glasses!
Stay tuned for Ada's 3-week update.
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