The Pookie is now 2 weeks and one day old. There are ups and downs. A newborn isn't a walk in the park, and neither is a toddler in the throes of The Twos. Add them together... Well let's just say that there have been moments where I've wanted to run screaming from the house.
But I can't. I'm still limited in what I can do because of healing from the c-section. The first week home, I was doing the stairs once a day as allowed. But I had a little relapse (or maybe it was going off the pain killers), so I spent about three days stuck upstairs, mostly in bed. Can I tell you how boring and frustrating it is to be stuck on one floor/room/bed for days? Those of you who have been on bedrest--wow! I have such sympathy! It would drive me nuts!
At a visit to my OB at the end of the week, I was assured that the incision is healing fine and I don't have anything to worry about. It's just a painful thing, major abdominal surgery. The muscles and tissues and all that other stuff at the sides of the incision were pulled and stretched in order to get the 7 lb 12 oz baby out of my uterus.
Wait, there was a point somewhere...
Oh yeah, so I'm starting to do the stairs twice a day now, and I'm trying to do more and more in general. But I'm still not able to do a lot. So I don't get out of the house except occasionally the backyard. I feel stuck at home. I feel like I'm just hanging around waiting. Waiting to go out and do things. Waiting to pull out my sling and travel with the babe. Waiting to go on walks with the toddler and baby (and husband). Waiting to run out to the store to get things. Waiting to visit friends and family. Waiting to shop for more shorts for the toddler, who currently has about 5 pairs which means she needs her laundry done more often--just what we need now, more laundry!
In addition, the Pookie's umbilical cord hasn't fallen off yet. (Shouldn't it have fallen off by now? Or else fall off really soon?) I'm not comfortable putting the boy in onsies or the cute little pants and shorts I have for him, or slipping him into a sling or other things that I am looking forward to doing with him. Londo is particularly looking forward to kissing his belly all over.
So, the point... I feel like I have things on hold. I feel like I'm just waiting for life to move forward. And it's frustrating!
The Question of the Week is:
What do you feel like is on hold in your life?
Between kids, work, finances and goodness knows what else, we adults tend to have to put certain things on hold for a variety of reasons. Londo and I have put on hold building a deck, fixing up an area for my office things and crafts, going on vacations, throwing parties... I could go on and on, but the real big thing right now is I feel my life and life with the newest addition has been in a holding pattern until I'm more healed and his umbilical cord comes off.
What about you? Are you waiting for something? What's keeping you from doing/having something you are looking forward to? When do you foresee being able to more forward?
5 comments:
So much for us is in a holding pattern.
More kids,
Bigger house,
Work things...
But we have it easy comparatively...only one two year old and no newborn.
Oooh, that's a good question. I haven't really thought of it that way.
I'd say my own fitness is on hold. I came across some pictures of me from about 9 years ago and was floored by how much flabbier I am now. Realistically, though, I'm not going to do anything about it until baby #2 (still 3 months from arrival) is at least a year old. So I'm just accepting it right now.
Also, lots of projects around the house. And international travel.
Not much right now, actually. A few weeks ago, though, I was waiting for my body to start cycling so we could get back to TTC.
My children's book. I wrote it and illustrated 2/3s of it and life got in the way.
Oh and obviously, lately, my blog.
Waiting for Baby #2!
Oh ... and as for the belly button? Sumo's finally fell off when he pooped too hard.
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