Ada is officially two weeks old today. I'll have an update about her on Friday after our pediatrician visit. Today? It's all about me. I had my first postpartum visit at my midwife's office this morning. It also marked my first-ever outing with Ada by myself. That's right. I dressed her, packed her diaper bag, put her in her car seat, and drove to the hospital -- all by myself!
It was one of the scariest things I've ever done.
We got there on time (!!!). But waited in the waiting room for twenty minutes. I was so worried she'd need to be fed or start crying. Good news: She only had a minor scream-fest while we were chatting with my midwife. Why did I bring her with me to begin with?
Reason 1: Right now we're on an Ada-driven breastfeeding schedule . . . and she's been unpredictable. Sometimes she'll go hours without eating. Other times, less than an hour. (I haven't had any beers lately -- like I did at Thanksgiving -- as a result.) I didn't want Stephen stuck at home with her if she was miserable.
Reason 2: Quite honestly, I just wanted to see if I could do it. Stephen will be going back to work after next week, and I don't want to be stuck at home. Can I get out with Ada? This little trial-run confirmed that yes, yes I can!
It was good to get out in public. Plus, my appointment went very well.
- I have been cleared for vigorous walking. And other activity as it feels right. (Though, I've been doing that anyway.)
- We talked about my emotions, which have markedly improved since the first week's meltdowns.
- We talked stitches, since I never asked how many I have. I had a second-degree tear -- with two stitches. Much less dramatic than I expected. (She explained that the way doctors count stitches is different from how many actual stitches there are on the surface, if that makes any sense.)
- We talked birth control, a topic even Stephen and I haven't discussed yet. Not really on my mind. Hah! (We just know we don't want more kids anytime soon.)
- We talked about my delivery. (She told me again that quite frankly -- most babies presenting the way Ada did don't enter the world without a c-section.)
And now, a couple photos from our trip to the park earlier this week. It's at the end of our street, and I see us going there a ton this spring/summer. I'm loving my Moby wrap. Ada is technically too small for it, but I watch her carefully and hold her head up.
It's working out wonderfully . . .
It tired us all out.
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