Wow, wow, wow! I cannot believe that it’s been almost 3 MONTHS since I had little Oliver. The days are literally flying by and it seems like each time I glance over at my sweet babe he’s changed just a little bit. I know that people say that babies are contantly changing and growing, but it’s amazing to see just how quickly it all happens.
I want to make it clear that this post is me sharing my experience with postpartum. Every woman experiences this time of life differently, and however you experience postpartum is perfect! There is no standard for recovery from delivering that sweet baby, there’s no right way to get your baby to sleep, there’s no right way to feed your baby and most importantly, there’s no right way to be a mom. What’s important is that your baby is safe and you are doing what works best for your family!
The last three months have been both challenging and beautiful. Justin and I are still trying to adjust to being parents, but each day we learn a little more and we grow together as a team to take care of our little family. Oliver is already very much his own person and each day with him is different. As someone who thrives with routine, I’ve sometimes struggled during this newborn stage learning to let Oliver tell me when he’s ready to do something – and he definitely will let me know haha he’s got quite the set of lungs! But we are finding our groove and settling into our new normal.
We were so excited to leave the hospital and bring our baby home. I had a really difficult time being in the hospital, not because of any medical reason, but emotionally I just was very vulnerable. Oliver had a touch of jaundice and had to use this UV paddle for almost the entire time we were there and we ended up staying in the hosptial until he was 3 days old. By the last day I was so ready to get out of that hospital room and back to my home!
Being home with Oliver, I felt for the first time like we were truly parents now – no extra help, no one checking in every couple of hours to see if there was anything we needed. Justin’s and my families live realtively far away, our closest relatives are my mom and her husband nearly 4 hours away, so we really had to rely on one another in those first few days. Thankfully, my mom had the ability to come and stay with us for a couple of weeks and she was amazing to have around helping us out. Honestly, I don’t know how we would have made it through those first couple of weeks without her. I’m so grateful that my mom was able to be here with us – it’s really true that no matter how old we get, we still need our moms.
The wildest thing about postpartum is that you blink and suddenly it seems like a month has gone by. I don’t know if it’s the lack of sleep or the high that is the smell of a new baby (seriously, I wish I could bottle it up!), but time just flies by. One thing that was particularly difficult for me was how big my mood swings would be. The biggest thing I remember is just crying. Like a lot of crying haha. Tears of joy, tears of sadness, tears because Chick-fil-a put the wrong nuggets on my salad. Poor Justin, looking back I feel so bad for him that he had to deal with me during that time!
Beyond the hormones and the tears, I also had to get used to my body after baby. My boobs were out of control, I had major pain at my epidural site weeks after delivery, my pre-pregnancy clothes dont fit the way I want, but my pregnancy clothes also don’t fit the way I want. And beyond the physical I felt myself beginning to show signs of what could have easily turned into postpartum depression. I’m lucky that my husband is the greatest support system I could ever ask for and he encouraged me to talk with my doctor about how I was feeling and take the necessary steps to help me navigate my way back to ‘normal’.
One of my biggest takeaways from my first three months as a mom is that you NEED to take time for yourself. Even if it’s only a few moments each day. For me, that looks like making myself an iced coffee each morning and watching GMA while Ollie hangs out in his Mama Roo next to me while I sip my drink. This one small act helps me get my days off to a good start and allows me to be my best self for Oliver. Yes, the rest of my day revolves around my baby and while he is my top priority, I make sure to squeeze in time for myself.
If you are struggling during your postpartum journey remember;
You are IMPORTANT.
You are STRONG.
You are the BEST mama for your baby.
Now, if you made it to the end of this go pour yourself a drink because this was a LOT haha! Thank you for reading, and I hope you found this to be a little bit helpful.
XO – Lauren