That's one of the many welcomed features of pregnancy #2 being over - I can actually literally breathe again thanks to the removal of the feet plastered to my rib cage! It is remarkable what your body can do and the changes it can make in a matter of minutes and the birthing process is completely amazing.
I decided to launch a new series of posts aptly titled "Bringing Home Baby #2" for you all to follow and join me in my journey as I transition into being a mom of 2 (or 3 if you count the hubby). I can GUARANTEE that the upcoming weeks hold many ups and downs, trials and tribulations and many many tears. However, these are things that I am choosing to share with you all in hopes that it may help encourage, console or inspire you through your respective journeys as well. Let's face it -- this shit isn't easy.
Bringing Home Baby #2; Days 1-5
1. The guilt set in again instantly.
I didn't expect that to change with this baby or through this experience. But literally I kid you not, the second we walked in the door from the hospital this is where my brain went ---
THEY. NEVER. STOP.
This was the hardest obstacle for me to overcome when my daughter first came home and I'm guessing it will be with my son now as well. I would love nothing more than to have the feeling of no obligation to anyone or anything other than my child. To be able to come home, gaze at them for hours on end, relax and enjoy all the million rewarding feelings of becoming a new mom again. But I'm just not built that way, and I feel guilty for that. Let me be clear here in saying that I do enjoy every moment with him, but I don't have the ability to stop life around me as it continues to move and I sit still. Not an option even though I wish so very badly it was for me.
I found myself worried, more like terrified, throughout my pregnancy that I wouldn't be able to love this baby as much as I did #1. I kept thinking there was nothing, no way - no how, that could ever come along and "steal" some love away from her.
BOY WAS I WRONG! I have so much love for my son, it's crazy! Even better, I've since learned that this new love steals absolutely nothing away from my princess and it remains so overly abundant for her as well. As with many things in life, just when you think you have nothing more to give, you seem to find some on your front door step like it's been waiting for you to come around and pick it up all along.
In case you were wondering... cabbage leaves relieve the engorgement of your lactating breasts.
Yep. That pretty much sums it up.
Be well friends!