I tend to recover well from giving birth (we'll just ignore Princess Sparkley's journey into this world because it took 18+ hours making the recovery much slower). With all three boys, the labor has been relatively quick, and I think with Mystery Baby, I was only pushing for a few minutes, not to mention an epidural that mostly worked. But it's SO annoying to finally be done with being pregnant and not being able to sleep on my belly, but I can't because I don't want to cut off my milk supply. Not to mention the soreness of that entire region. So while recovering-from-birth-wise, I actually feel pretty good, I have all sorts of other complaints.
What stinks about recovery:
- Being in the hospital for all of Friday, Saturday and half of Sunday... sitting and sleeping uncomfortably in a hospital bed, plus the soreness of muscles from poorly managing my contraction pain. My bum didn't hurt from giving birth, it hurt from having to sit and sleep so uncomfortably.
- Breastfeeding is never easy for me, so of course I'm already trying to alleviate pain and ward off infections. Meaning I still can't sleep on my stomach, meaning I'm still sleeping uncomfortably. On top of the fact that I'm getting little sleep.
- Today, my head feels like it is going to explode. I just looked up postpartum headaches and apparently they are super common. But the medicine I'm allowed to take is not nearly as powerful as I would like it to be. Maybe I could check back in and get some Vicadin, or whatever they were offering me at the hospital.
- I have a cough. I started getting a cough a few days before Mystery Baby was born. It's still here meaning I'm constantly coughing and waking him up. Or I'm coughing and clutching my uterus so I don't damage it. Or I'm trying to suppress my giant coughing attacks so I don't lose any stitches.
- Being so sleepy.
- Mystery Baby sleeps best curled up on my chest, meaning even when he's asleep, I'm trapped (like right now) sitting on the couch with a sleeping baby perched on my chest.
Sorry to complain, mostly it's the headaches... and the breastfeeding that is doing me in. Mystery Baby is super sweet and I just have to remind myself that I'm never in love with the first few months of having a baby. I'm more of a baby person, not a newborn person. They are cute and tiny and I like to see them all squished up, but I like them much better from about 4 or 6 months on.