January 14th, 2020. I don’t know why I didn’t realize this... especially because I grew up in a home with so many babies... but after little one arrives, it’s basically bed rest for two solid weeks. I guess if I had spent any time at all thinking about postpartum recovery, it would’ve occurred to me. But I didn’t. Oy. The times when I get up and do things (even little things) I bleed and hurt so much more than when I just rest and snuggle my little lion in bed.
The idea of laying in bed with a snuggly newborn is so romantic, but truly resting all day is hard for some reason. This experience has been made as sweet as it possibly could be though. Obviously our Lionhart is my favorite part😙 other things that have helped make the last 9 days of total rest awesome have been: mom Frost keeping the household running for the first week, having a yeti filled with cold water at A L L times (because holy cow nursing makes me thirsty), a snack basket next to my bed put together by my amazing mom, meals being brought over by people who love us, and Matthias taking time off to be home and snuggle with us.
Grateful for this sweet, sleepy season with our newborn.