If you would have told me a week ago that I would be almost pain free, I probably couldn't have believed it. All the prayers being prayed for me are working because I'm amazingly better. Today is my first day going it alone. I was able to get dressed, make my bed, do some laundry, do the dishes, vacuum the living room, thaw dinner, feed, change and hold baby...oh and someone needed a swat in there...LOL. I can actually walk normally too. This is huge because for months I've been waddling since my hip/groin area was hurting so much.
By the end of the month, I might be able to wear something with a waist! Incidentally, I've been wearing a belly binder some. I can't wear it constantly because I get sore. But it does help 'hold things together' and kind of supports the unfortunate loose skin above my incision. Too much info I'm sure. WISH I would have known about those things years ago.
Samantha did much better last night. She had a 4 hour gap between feedings at one point, so I was able to get at least 5 hours of sleep, possibly 6, can't remember. Sleep makes a difference! Looking at her I can't help but grieve for all the would-be parents of aborted babies. They will never ever know the wonder of holding a brand new life that came from them. My husband and I didn't really do a whole lot in the process of her getting here, and here she is, perfect and complete and innocent and pure, a brand new person that's never existed before. I find myself randomly crying because I don't feel worthy at times to do this. I just feel incredibly blessed to have another sweet baby.
Of course I randomly cry about once a day...anyways...
Next week school begins, and thus another change for us. Just when we sort of get used to one thing, another new thing comes in and changes the family dynamic. I've planned for my children to ride the bus because I'm not sure how to coordinate everything at this point. However, that may change. Amazingly, the lady who is in charge of the buses is my neighbor! There are also several special needs children in our neighborhood who will be in Leiah's class! More and more things keep pointing to the fact that it is no accident that we are here now. We were meant to be here.
Somehow, I will have to get up and get everyone ready before 7am. This may be a huge challenge with the lack of sleep. I may have to go to bed at 9! I look forward to our life settling into a daily rhythm...many uncertainties the last few weeks and months!
Time to stop rambling! Sorry yall!