Labor Pains

It has been awhile - I know.


I finally did get knocked up :) I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy not more than 17 days ago! And while gorgeous and wonderful, his birth has brought me back to you. My non exisistant readers. My outlet. My therapy.


Where to start...The pregnancy? The delivery? The after math? So much material, so little time.


Let me start with the after math since that is the most recent and fresh in my mind and maybe we will talk a bit about the pregnancy at another time.


After a less than enjoyable pregnancy and a very difficult delivery, I was so happy laying in the hospital bed, cut from hip to hip, bleeding profusely and acky, happy just to be alive, holding my baby boy and not to be doubled over in pain. I was so surprised at how great I felt actually. I kept commenting to my husband and the hospital staff how amazingly good I felt. I was up walking around easily within 24 hours of an emergancy ceserean. I was relativly well rested, I was feeling good emotionally and I was feeling virtually painless considering the ordeal my body had just went through.

After Day 1, I asked the staff to cut off all pain medication! I just was on a mommy high! Feeling great! I had no idea that my cloud was about to have a horrible crash.


I was feeling so wonderful that I convinced my doctor to allow me to go home on day 2. He agreed (I am not sure which one of us was more stupid) and I was home before the clock hit 48 hours.

Still feeling great, the whole family came over to see us bring baby Bransen home and to see his big brother see him and love him at home for the first time. We ordered a pizza (mistake number 1) and all sat down to enjoy the company and food. I ate one slice and immediately began to feel horrible. My stomach hurt so bad, I swear it was worse than both of my labors. I was lying on my bed in tears, wondering where this was coming from. It didn't take long before we realized I was one seriously constipated girl. I failed to realize that I hadn't actually used the restroom since the day BEFORE I had my son. All in all, it was 8 days before I was able to go again. I couldn't eat because I would vomit everything up that I consumed. Have you ever had to sneeze or cough after a c-section? Know how scary that is? Try vomitting for 4 days straight!!! Oh the fun!

It was the worse 8 days of my life! I was in so much pain. So miserable. I am sad to say that that experience really has put some very serious doubt in my mind about whether I want to do this again.

I just don't think I can.