Recovering at home has been good, but slow, like it was in the hospital.
Since it was hard for me to talk around and going from sitting to standing was quite the work out we spent the first two nights home down stairs in our living room. I slept in the recliner while Jarod slept on the couch. Each of us taking turns holding Carter.
I've sat on a neck pillow and got relief on my bottom from the cut out in the pillow. I used all of the sprays and bottles and witch hazel I was sent home with in hopes that it would not only help me heal but help me feel better. I've been taking my Motrin on schedule every day to help with swelling and pain. I finally have some color back to my skin. I'm pretty sure the iron
supplement I'm taking is helping with that. I was so pale for so long.
Finally, on the third night I felt ready to be in our own bed. Trust me, after sleeping in the hospital I wanted to sleep in my own bed right away but I knew my body wasn't ready yet and it just wouldn't work out right.
It's been weird having people come over and do things for us, as it's typically hard for anyone to ask for help. We've had people come and walk Daisy, empty the trash, make meals for us and help out with folding laundry. It's been helpful but makes me feel helpless as I sit in my recliner and watch the happenings around me.
It's 7 days after delivery and I'm finally feeling like I can start to move around for a bit longer than before. I do get tired and feel some pain in my bottom after awhile so I need to sit and rest. Eventually, I'll feel 100% better. I have come to accept this. It was really hard for me to be ok with it- but it's another thing that is completely out of my control. I was annoyed when we first got home that I couldn't just move around the way I wanted to do. I don't know why I expected to be able to do so... as pushing a child out of your body is a ton of work!
It will take time but eventually the pain and frustration will become a distant memory.