I'm not pregnant anymore! Halle-frickin-lujah!!!
Dear God, it is good to be back. (Who am I kidding? We all know I'll miss that big belly in approximately 6-9 months.)
**Warning: Annoyingly positive tone to follow**
Recovery has been a breeze. I can never say enough how much I loved my VBAC. Anyone that's had a cesarean can vouch for how sucky recovery is...laughing, sneezing, changing positions, pooping...utterly EXCRUCIATING. But with the VBAC, I was up and walking, and using the restroom, within 20-30 minutes after Dr. O finished my stitches; the nurses removed my saline lock after a few hours; and I was perfectly coherent throughout delivery and recovery. I've only taken some Motrin and Tylenol for the soreness. The bleeding hasn't been significantly worse than it was with my cesarean, like I expected it to be. Things are still a little sore down below...like when Lucy kicks me square in my lady area while I'm changing her diaper...
I encourage anyone that's considering a VBAC to go for it. You will be so glad that you did!
I started this pregnancy at 109.6 pounds. And since I didn't take a final weight before leaving for the hospital, I'm going to use my 39 week bumpdate weight of 144.0 pounds as my end weight; which makes for a total gain of 34.4 pounds. I am very happy with my total weight gain. It was a huge improvement from what I gained with Lucy. Towards the end, I abandoned all restraint and consumed an Icee a day. My current weight is 125.2; which is a loss of 18.8 pounds. I still have 15 pounds to lose (all in my belly, ass and thighs). SUCK. Here are my last belly pictures:
No sign of PPD for this girl. Thank God. (I was spared with Lucy as well.) This past week was certainly more trying than the first, but, overall, I have felt so much more comfortable in my decisions and I've been able to enjoy the newborn stage. Life is exponentially better as a family of four, and I cannot wait to see what these two have in store for us.