I wasnt able to drive for 2 weeks. That was pure torture. Imagine being pregnant with someone else's baby...they call your or email you every day, sometimes twice a day, so excited and waiting for the big day. Then you spend 3 days in the hospital, clebrating his arrival. Now it is time to go home, alone. The kids go back to school and your husband goes back to work...it has been very lonely. I do hear from the parents often, and they send me pics regularly. How can I expect them to call me every day when they have a completely new life now? This seems to be a normal part of recovery, and this is when a lot of tears are shed. They are not tears of sadness, really, but HORMONES! How can I fight that? I cant, so I still cry a little every day.
The pain from the c-section is nearly gone, but UGH the horrible scar! I had to have a T-shaped incision, due to difficulty getting the little guy out. My uterus was just not cooperating. So there is a vertical incision, in addition to the "bikini" cut. My uterus was cut this way as well, and the jury is still out on the matter of if I will be able to have another baby. This has also been weighing on me, heavily. I want to be a surrogate again, but I will have to defer the decision to my amazing doctor, Dr. Klomp. I will see him in a couple more weeks for my checkup, and we will discuss it then. UGH, more tears...
So that is enough sad stuff...how about some pictures! This is me with Jill and Randy, the morning of the c-section. We are waiting for it to be "time" to go upstairs. This turned out to be a decent picutre, but what a bundle of nerves we all were!
I was so impressed with the nurse, she actually got my IV in where it wasnt in the way of my wrist...that is one of my biggest pet peeves!
Jill and I were comparing our pedicures, which we went and had done together, the day before. Everything is ready to go, we are just waiting on Dr. Klomp and the OR to be ready!
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