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Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Oh My!
This job is no joke! I keep looking for the secret answer to my question. I say it's a secret because I can't find the answer.
How do you take care of an active two year old, a new born and obey your doctor? I have not figured it out yet. All I know is I need this healing process to speed up before I loose it.
I was told explicitly by my doctor yesterday that I shouldn't be sweeping, washing dishes, washing clothes, cooking (I told her not to worry, I hadn't been doing that) or cleaning out and reorganizing L.J. and Colman's closet. O.K. she didn't say anything about the last thing because my wonderful husband didn't tell that part. But he told everything else. I actually didn't even need him to tell on me. My body took care of letting me know I had been doing too much too soon.
It's funny because you hear people warn you about this, but for some odd reason you think it will be different with you. I thought there would be no harm in doing just a FEW things.
I don't even remember being this handicapped after having my first c-section. It probably didn't seem so bad because my mom was able to help out a lot and I didn't have a toddler running around. Do you know today I told him I couldn't do something because I was hurting and he replied, "You're not hurting!"
One thing that has helped is that Coleman has a laid back personality. I told all of you he was going to be the calm one. Even though he can get pretty "krunck" when it's time to eat.
Please keep praying for us as we make this transition.
L.J. lovin on Coleman even though it looks like he's about to smother him ;)
Coleman still has his days and nights mixed up. He wakes up like clock work every two hours starting at 12:00 A.M. I do the feedings and daddy does the burping if I can't function. Well, this night dad couldn't function either. He fell asleep trying to get Coleman to burp. I couldn't grab the camera fast enough to capture this moment.
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Below you will see a picture of what I call "the precious gold." This stuff is pure gold to me. It allows me to go places later on by myself. I made the mistake with L.J. of not pumping right away. This time around I already have a stock pile of "the precious gold." However I forgot how much I dislike the process of acquiring it.
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Posted by Anonymous 
Sunday, February 24, 2008 - boys and tummies
I have decided not to worry too much about the stomach thing. I am going to start working out and see where that gets me. (Although I have never been one to be REALLY serious about working out.) A good friend who's a postpartum nurse told me to give it some time, because I will probably shrink up some more as time goes by. But, like you, I gained a full 50 lbs (and I am not as tall as you!), so I have some weight to lose, anyway.