So….being a mom leaves little time for anything else. These past 2 months have been a whirlwind. First there was the post partum depression….I guess what I experienced would only be the “baby blues,” but for those weeks while it was happening to me, it was awful. I never felt negative toward Laila, which I’m thankful for…but every little tiny thing made me cry. And I don’t mean just cry, but sob and wail. Sometimes I couldn’t even catch my breath. Everything gave me anxiety. My husband prayed constantly for me and with me, and I’m all back to normal now!!!!
Greg took some photos of us all this past Sunday afternoon, and they turned out wonderfully. I”ll post a few to share.
I’m still fat, so disregard that! I am seriously confused why I am still fat. I still look very pregnant. The other day at wal-mart (I left Laila with Greg), a sales clerk asked me when I was due. Shamelessly, I smiled and said “I just had her”……AND THEN, the dude next to her said “oh, how great, how old is she?” ShameFULLY, I answered, under my breath, “8 weeks.” It was horrifying! Yes, you’ve got it….I’m vain. I want my body back! And the stretchmarks….oh my! I’ll never be able to wear even a knee length skirt again. I had so much fluid in my legs (I lost 20 pounds in the hospital), that my thighs are disgusting with stretchmarks….dark red and purple stretchmarks. It’s awful. So yes, it’s important to me that I get my body back….the one from my wedding.
So it’s bedtime, and I need to feed Laila. I’ll try to keep more up to date with the blog. I’m sorry for the delay, but life is finally getting back to normal. I even plan to try to sew tomorrow!!!
See you later!