1 Month Postpartum, 18 Years to Go

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I thought it would be fun to share with you the unexpected reality I am facing as a new mommy. Try not to laugh too hard at some of the things I thought vs. the way things REALLY went down.
  • My labor was going to be under 12 hours and I was still going to be glowing when it was over. Nope.  Labor was almost 24 hours long and I immediately lost the glow, immediately.
  • We would come home from the hospital to maintain a clean and organized home.  Haha! The house screams “I never got the ‘nesting’ bug and we are just trying to survive with a newborn on barely any sleep!” All good though, that’s why we have the cleaning lady on speed dial.
  • I would sleep more that 5 hours total in a day and yes, I would still be glowing. Yeah, right! The glow was gone the minute I gave birth and it’s like striking gold if I can get an additional 30 mins of shut eye! (Which I occasionally do, thanks to my dear husband).
  • I would quickly be back in the gym, surfing, and regain my post pregnancy body in a flash. While I am absolutely happy with my slow but steady progress, none of that has happened yet. I have lost some weight from breastfeeding but no go on the gym or surf action. I am still awaiting approval from my midwife to get back to my fitness routines. I have started very light workout routines while holding my baby  to entertain him or put him to sleep. (Two birds, one stone)
  • I would continue my excellent eating habits that I picked up during my GD phase. Also a NOPE. Since breastfeeding is compared to running a 5k marathon, I am HUNGRY, a lot. So the first couple of weeks I ate like crap. Good news is, I’m slowly making a comeback and making healthier meals at home.  It feels good.
  • I would lose patches of my hair due to fluctuating hormones. So far the hair gods have been on my side. My hair has always had my back and it’s been staying put for now.
  • I would be able to wear my closet full of pre-pregnancy clothes by now.  Although I have not been wearing leggings as often, there is no way in hell I can get into any of my jeans that I miss so much. If I am not at home in panties and a nursing bra, I’m wearing a bathing suit, maybe some shorts, and/or a graphic tee of some sort. There is still a closet full of the old me waiting for the new me.
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    MAMA BIRD Tee from Mama Bird & Co

    Some things I never even thought of that are becoming apparent:I never thought I would be okay with being puked, farted, pooped, or peed on. Somehow it doesn’t bother me one bit. Now I am sure that it would be a completely different story if it weren’t my adorable offspring. LOL. I never imagined that I would cherish and desire sleep the way I do now. I never thought I would try so hard to put my child to sleep only to obsess over when he will wake again.  Last but not least, I NEVER imagined that I could love anything as much as I love my little dude. (Even if he is bossy and sometimes mean as can be).

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SEE? SUPER MEAN!

 

10 thoughts on “1 Month Postpartum, 18 Years to Go

  1. You always look insanely glowy with perfect skin in your photos! that being said, Its OK to lose that “glow”. We are hard working mommies after all. No shame in looking the part. my hair always starts falling out about 3 months PP and literally every surface of my house and person in my house is covered in it for a good 3 months, *sigh. loved this post. would like to see an update of the same type month to month or at milestones!

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  2. Love your blog! So honest and so true!!! 🙂 love it! So wish you had a little girl to check out my business on etsy! 😉 I guess boys could wear bows if they want!!! 😂🎀

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  3. So true! Although I feel I went in with some pretty grounded hopes, I still have many that are just so not true! Like the hope my kid would have a “schedule” LOL! So far we have been blessed with a night sleeper for now (he’s only 3 weeks old so this can change drastically!) but he seems to be eating every second of the day, and being able to put him down during the day? Laughable. So between sore nipples and a neglected house, I’m learning a whole new thing but my baby boy, Emory, is quite happy!

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