One Month Postpartum

Archie is one month old, ONE MONTH. How did that happen? To be honest, the past few weeks have been a complete blur and the fact that my life now consists of a newborn is just about starting to sink in. After quite a traumatic birth, it’s completely understandable that both Archie and I are just starting to settle into life in this big bad world, me as a mother and well Archie as a human.

One Month Postpartum -

I think I overestimated how good I’d feel one month after giving birth. Having had a lovely pregnancy (that I’d honestly repeat in a heartbeat) I thought that I’d feel just as spectacular afterwards. Boy was I wrong. It’s taken me up until the last few days to recover to a point where walking and going outdoors doesn’t feel like climbing mount Everest. I still don’t feel great. Too much walking and my stitches hurt. Holding my baby for any length of time is impossible and well that belly flab is still there.

People keep reminding me that it’s only been a month since I welcomed my wonderful 9lbs baby into this world so I need to accept that my body isn’t going to return to normal just yet, but it’s a hard thing to accept. Plus, I thought I’d feel generally more alive by now, but most of the time I’m just resembling the walking dead.

It’s been a tough few weeks but I wouldn’t change a thing.

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