So this blog has been a little bit puppies and rainbows for a while and I think it's time to ugg it up. So let's talk about the dirty details of LDR (labor, delivery, and recovery).
Epidurals are awesome the only problem is getting into the position to get one. You need to stick your spine out and curve your body like the letter "C" which
would be easy if you weren't sporting a wa
termelon sized lump in your belly. I thought that I was gonna squish the baby out. The dr had to keep pushing my shoulders down and he was stressing how important it was for me not to move, which made me paranoid and I started shaking. It's no wonder I didn't paralyze myself. On a side note, the doc who gave me the epi was really cute except that he had a lazy eye and I didn't know where to look.
The delivery was pretty easy, but when I pushed I was so scared I was gonna crap on the table. I didn't, but I was really paranoid about it. And right after the baby came out a huge gush of liquids came out and it was really warm and wet and nasty.
Let's move on to recovery. The first time I stood up after having the baby a waterfall of blood came flowing out. I had to change my socks. I've been bleeding ever since. It's tapered off a lot but it's almost three weeks and I still need to wear a pad. My hemmies are still there and my belly is really soft and lose. I'm still sporting that nasty linea nigra and my belly button looks like a butt hole. Here are some PP pics. I tried to squeeze the belly flesh so you could see how loose it is. And there it is...the ugly truth.