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May 13th, 2005By: Comments 0

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Painting in the small human’s room has continued. The closet is done, and now the closet organizer can be installed. I still need to find moulding to go between the white and the pink, and then do the polka dots, which I have no clue on how I’m going to do them. Oh, I did get chalkboard paint so I can draw on her wall. In the meantime, Ada lives in the living room, which is fine because that is where I’m living at the moment as well.

Drool.

Spiders are starting to invade my home. I need to have them exterminated.

Ada
At about 5 days, she was already lifting and turning her head, as well as rolling from her back to her side. She even grabbed the rails of the changing table with her toes, and would not let go. Her toes. If she keeps this up, she is going to be mobile way sooner than I thought. I thought I had more time before she starts to run me over.

She will also stare at my face, the contrasting white/bright pink paint in her bedroom and her moving fish in her bouncy chair. She responds and turns her head toward my voice when someone else is holding her. The times she is awake and just looking around are gradually getting longer, but for the most part it is change diaper, eat, sleep, change diaper, eat, sleep and so on. The only time she gets fussy is if I don’t catch her rooting around soon enough and feed her and when she gets her diaper changed–which she doesn’t really like. It isn’t a I’m-being-tortured scream, just an irritated cry now and then. She has been a really easy baby.

Now, I just need to find the how to teach your baby math book that Mac bought me for Valentine’s Day. Then I can get her first chemistry set. Then her first robot construction set. And some Legos, but not the themed kind, just a bucket of legos. She will then be primed to start building her minion robot army, my sweet little TAK.

Me
Recovery is going slower than I was told it would go, but I am getting up by myself now as well as walking by myself. I’m walking very slowly and for small periods of time, but it is still by myself. I still can get pretty sore, but I’m not in so much pain that it makes me cry, which I had my moments of that. I still cannot lie down on either my side or my back, so I’m still sleeping reclined on the sofa with my tower of pillows. It has been about 6 weeks since I’ve been able to sleep in my bed. I cannot wait for the day I can just run and jump into bed. Literally.

I weighed myself for the first time this afternoon, and I’ve dropped 14 of the pregnancy pounds* that I was carrying around at the time of my last weighing–a week before I had my c-section. I’ll probably start weighing weekly now to monitor that I am losing the weight that I gained. My bra size has once again changed and has left me with one nursing bra, and it doesn’t fit that well. I was stretching the 40 band by the end, and now I’ve gone down to a 38. Cup size is up from a D to a DD.

I hear a lot of women who go through a period right after they deliver of wanting to be pregnant again. It has been confessed many times on the LJ pregnant community. I have not had this empty, I miss being pregnant, I must get pregnant again right now phase at all. Why?

Breathing problems: gone. Cracking rib pain: gone. Neverending reflux/heartburn: gone. Hips popping out of joint pain: gone. Shooting back/leg pain: gone. Peeing every 15 – 30 minutes: gone. Instantly getting tired after I eat even the smallest meal and wanting to eat everything within my grasp: gone.

Now I just have sharp, burning incision pain and dull back pain.

I’m also up to about 4 – 5 hours of sleep a day** instead of 2 – 3. Yippee!

All three of us
This weekend will be the first weekend that Mac, Ada and myself will be home alone. My mother has been with us since we came home, and thank-goodness she was. I could not have taken care of Ada and recovered from surgery alone.

I am looking forward to having some time with my husband and my baby.

*Which I’m sure consists of baby, what little amniotic fluid I had in the end, placenta, shrinking uterus (which went from being right under my breasts to even with my navel by the time I was released from the hospital), and the loss of blood volume.

**Not consecutive

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