Brody turned six weeks old yesterday, so we’re actually able to leave the house and go into public places again. Yay! I took a trip to Target with him to celebrate. He was so good and slept most of the time. I desperately need some pants that actually fit, considering I can’t even fit my right leg into a pair of pre-pregnancy jeans, yet, and I am sick to death of maternity clothes! Of course, after trying on one pair of pants in the dressing room, I decided that I was not in the mood to feel fat and lumpy and moved on to trying on shirts, instead! They had these shirts on sale for only $7, and after trying one on, I bought it in every color they had in my size.
They’re $10 online now, but I’m considering buying about three more of them at that price. It is super flattering- had a little bit of rouching on the side to hide the bit of belly that I still have, AND it is perfect for nursing because you can pull down just one side at a time. I hate having to lift my entire shirt up to nurse, especially in public because then people can see my half-naked sides/back if they walk behind me, even if I use a cover, so I love shirts that I can keep ON all the way. Anyway, I ended up with four new shirts for under $30, which was nice.
Then, yesterday, I had my six-week postpartum visit. Those are always fun with a newborn in tow. Brody slept sweetly until I got inside the waiting room, then he let me know very loudly that I needed to hold him immediately. So, I complied, and he was a happy baby. At least until I had to get up on the table half-naked. What is it about me having my pants off that makes him scream? Showers, bathroom visits, gynecologist visits- all seem to make him aware of the fact that he needs attention from Mom ASAP. So, I had to maneuver off of the table while holding my sheet around my waist and pick him up. I managed to get that accomplished and sat back down when BLECH. He puked all down my back. It literally rolled off my shoulder, all the way down my back, slid under my sheet and pooled in my butt crack. Great. Let me just tell you, trying to hold on to a baby, keep covered up and clean vomit is kind of an interesting process. I just knew the doctor was going to walk in right as I was wiping puke off my butt. Luckily- she did not! I did tell her what happened, and that I really couldn’t promise her what she’d find down there. She laughed at me, and luckily, I did manage to remove all of the vomit!
I proceeded to hold Brody while she checked things out, and I’ve now got the “all-clear” to exercise these last few pounds off (plus about ten more, hopefully). Mentally, I am feeling a lot better, which is a big relief. I am still more easily stressed out than normal, but hopefully that will pass soon, now that I’m starting to get better rest. I am still bleeding a little bit, so I am really looking forward to having that go away totally, especially since I’m now allowed to have sex with my husband again- not that I’m looking forward to the first few times doing that… I remember all-too well how that felt last time around: OUCH.
Speaking of the husband, Trevor and I have plans to go out on a real, grown-up date next week! I am super excited about this. Next Friday night, we will be having dinner and seeing a movie (hopefully “The Hunger Games” if Trevor finishes reading it by then!) sans children. I am really looking forward to reconnecting and relaxing with him because our love life has taken a backseat to babies these past few months. We have decided to make date night a regular occurrence so that we can purpose to keep our marriage and our relationship a priority, which is so important to do.
Now, for good measure, here’s my cute Brody before he threw up all over me at the OB/gyn’s office:
Man. I could just eat his face, he is so cute (if I do say so, myself)!!
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