You have to celebrate the small victories.
Honestly, I feel a lot better after HM than I -ever- did after JT. I hobbled around like a little old lady for three weeks after having him. With HM, I could have walked out of the delivery room, had they let me.
Still, there's moments when my body reminds me that, hi, yes, I gave birth last week. Aches and pains, little twinges, etc. That, and we're not yet in a rhythm with the nighttime chores, so I'm tired during the day. So it's tempting just to lay around in my jammies.
We realized we needed a baby bath, though, and some things at the grocery store, so, leaving IB home with the wee one, my mother and I went shopping. He offered to go, but I felt ready. It didn't go too badly, though I'm beginning to wonder when anyone will ever let me pick up something ever again.
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