A while back I made a post about the nasty stuff you have to deal with after childbirth, and another thing came to me earlier today. I don’t know why I forgot about it at the time, but the SWEATING, oh my lord. For like a week after giving birth I would get these insane night sweats where I would wake up completely drenched, my clothes soaked, and a huge ring of perspiration seeping out from me on the bedsheet. It was like every night someone came in and threw a bucket of saltwater on me. Just lovely.
So these other things happen to you when you’re pregnant – your feet and ankles inflate and your toes turn into little vienna sausages, your hair stops shedding and grows thicker, your nipples turn brown, and you get a lovely vertical brown stripe up the middle of your belly (obviously some kind of “cut here” guide-line for those caveman c-sections). Luckily my feet deflated pretty quickly, like within a couple days after birth. But my hair has decided now is the time it wants to return to its previous thickness, and is coming out in huge clumps whenever I brush or wash it. I thought maybe Ralf replaced my shampoo with Nair for leaving an empty toilet paper roll or something. But no, it’s just freeing itself from the confines of my scalp.
I’m also finally losing my brown stripe (“linea negra” if you want to be fancy about it) which is nice. And let’s talk about this nipple thing… Ok, so you know how most normal people take photos of their pregnant bellies growing each week? Sure, we did that. But we also took boob progress photos out of some morbid need to see how my once decent (if I may say so) assets slowly inflated, turned colors, and eventually descended into the floppy disasters they are today. I sometimes look at the “before” picture and silently weep, my only consolation being that they are at least almost back to their normal color. Woo.
Now onto some good news: Yesterday we took Rory to Brown County State Park for some hiking. I’m sure she gets bored with being in the house all the time, and I was feeling cabin fever myself. Since it’s been unseasonably warm we decided to give the outdoors a try. Turns out, she loved it! We had her outward-facing in the Moby wrap while we hiked a trail, and she was looking all around and was calm and happy and didn’t fuss at all. It was glorious. Ralf carried her on the way back and she actually fell asleep in the wrap. So precious! And the best part is, all the excitement wore her out and she went down to bed with no trouble AND slept through the night! It’s too bad winter is coming because it seems like she likes being outside. I’m sure we could bundle her up for some hikes, but I’m not much of a cold fan, myself.
Enjoying the hike
It was exhausting!
