recovery

While this may not be the case for every postpartum woman, I've been surprised that recovering after Baby #2 is infinitely easier than recovering after Baby #1. I actually tore more this time around, but am able to move with much more ease than I could at this point with Jude. I remember crying every time I peed, and have been pleasantly surprised at my painless peeing. I think this might be a good time to remind you that any filter I may have had is effectively gone at this point - worn down by both exhaustion and the general invasion of privacy that is childbirth.

Anyway, so my physical recovery has been easier than I ever would have thought or expected.

Wanna know my secret? Whiskey. On the rocks, straight up, with a twist:

Just kidding. I don't even actually know what most of those words mean. The only thing I can think that has made a difference is just that this was my second labor, and my body is able to heal a little more quickly. Maybe? I don't know. I'm just grateful - the physical recovery was one of the things I was dreading. I still have to take it easy and can't pick Jude up or run after him as much as I'd like, but it's nice to not be in as much pain as I expected.

And while I'm talking about recovering, here are the only two pictures we got of our guests who visited at the hospital (though we had many more than two visitors), Brittany and Kayla:

And now since both Jude and Cohen are napping peacefully, I think I'll grab a nap myself!