I know in one of my last posts, I was talking about the long weekend and how my plan was to take it easy and relax. Funny how life often takes a detour from our plans!
On Sunday night, our daughter was born at 7:41pm after my water broke (while I was attempting to relax at home). She weighed in at 9 lbs 14 oz and she was born by c-section. We spent the next three nights and days in the hospital recovering and came home yesterday afternoon.
The transition has been both wonderful and tough at the same time. Having a c-section means that I can only do so much and I am even more limited, mobility-wise, than I was at 9 months pregnant. I am not allowed to carry more than my new daughter’s weight and that makes it so hard because there are countless times in the day when I want to pick up my oldest and hold her and I can’t.
I know that recovery is most important right now, but knowing that doesn’t make not being able to lift Little Bird up any easier so I am looking forward to my six week check-up now and am hoping that the sacrifices I am making now will mean a faster recovery so I can get on with spending my summer playing with both of my girls and my husband.
Last night was our first night at home and it was a tough one. We definitely need to get in to a routine and like everything else, we will figure it out. Baby Bird wakes up for feedings every 2 to 2 1/2 hours to feed and luckily her cries do not wake up Little Bird. We are taking turns at feedings, but Papa Bird still wakes up each time to get to Baby Bird to settle her because I am slow at getting up with the surgery.
We already have a couple of ideas we are going to try out and it will be a daily learning process but right now it is a struggle.
As for Baby Bird’s name, I won’t be sharing it here. Not because I don’t want to share it with you. Believe me, I would love to shout it out. I LOVE HER NAME. But, like Little Bird, when we gave her her name, it became hers and I feel that it isn’t mine to share online. Being on here and in social media, I know how quickly something as small as a name gets picked up by Google and can become forever indexed and cached and it is my own personal preference not to put her name out there until she wants it out there for her own purposes.
As for me, I’m happy to be home with our new family. I am frustrated at my lack of being able to jump right in to things and to be a contributing member (as much as I was before). I need to remind myself that things will change, but in that moment when I am not able to be the mom or wife that I want to be, or that is required, it is easy to forget that there is a light at the end of the tunnel and I get upset at all of my shortcomings. I know that in one year when I look back on my first weeks at home that I won’t remember how hard it was, but in this moment, it doesn’t make me feel any better.
Everything being said though, I am truly happy. I am so lucky to have Papa Bird, Little Bird and Baby Bird and I look at them and am amazed at how awesomely I scored in life to be able to be in this family.
I want to thank everyone who sent messages of congratulations on here, by email, on Facebook and on any forums I belong to. Your kind words are appreciated.
Sheri publishes, and writes at This Bird’s Day where she shares all of the thoughts in her head without the voices. Sticking mainly with content for Canadians, Sheri shares family stories, product information and anything that fits into her (and her family’s) daily activities.