My friend recently had a baby and I was immediately flooded with memories of childbirth.
26. Hours. Of. Trying.
I had a protein bar before I was induced, not knowing that it would be my last “meal” for 26 hours. That’s one thing NO ONE told me about…eat as much as possible before getting induced or arriving to the hospital.
I WAS STARVING and after a certain amount of time I wasn’t aloud to drink any water.
So hydrate and eat and you’ll be ahead of the game.
If I could go back in time (I know it might not have changed anything) I would’ve walked every day for 30 minutes up until I was induced. It was winter. I was tired. After I was 6/7 months I really slowed down. Bode man was running out of space in my belly.
BUT looking back, I would’ve put a treadmill in the garage with my favorite Gilmore Girls episode and walked until that baby came out. Do whatever you can so you don’t have to get induced. Instead of gradual contraction pain, induction takes you from 0-100 real quick. Ouch. Gremlins gripping your ovaries kind of pain.
I would’ve had tons and tons of delicious, soothing soups in the freezer because that’s all I wanted.
I make a mean butternut squash soup and that would’ve been perfect. Instead we frequented the local Mexican restaurant for fajitas more than I’d like to admit.
I swore off pain pills after the c-section but after 5 days the pain was unbearable and I caved. But something was wrong. Every time I almost fell asleep intuition me told me to stay awake.
Months later I was getting a genetic test and they said the pain pills I was taking would’ve killed me if I kept taking them. They didn’t mix well with my blood type.
Gut intuition. Trust it.
DO YOUR RESEARCH.
C-SECTION MAMA’S – PAY ATTENTION!
When they say, don’t take the stairs…DO NOT TAKE THE STAIRS. I was like, the rules don’t apply to me and I took the stairs. BIG MISTAKE. Set me back weeks, if not months.
DO NOT WORK THE FIRST MONTH after having a baby. I had two programs running and I worked while Bode slept next to me.
I didn’t take naps. I didn’t sleep. I worked.
WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING? Oh ya, I wasn’t. I was in postnatal confusion.
“keep working, you’re an entrepreneur and you don’t have time to take time off.”
I didn’t set myself up to make residual income. I had some scrilla saved, but not enough to feel comfortable, so I worked and worked and worked until I crashed.
The most annoying things you will hear after having a baby:
“Take as much time as you can off, he’ll never be this small or precious again.” You think: “What am I a millionaire?”
“Sleep when the baby sleeps.” The next person who says this…
“It goes by so fast, enjoy every second.” They obviously don’t remember every moment.
“Do you need anything?” Your response, “oh, no, just bring yourself!” But on the inside: “Let me shower, bring the best food you can whip up and stop at a coffee shop for my fave coffee.”
“You look great!” as you’re wearing your gigantic mesh diaper and robe.
“Do you want a foot massage?” You answer, “I’m okay but thank you!” In your head you’re like, why are you asking me OF COURSE I WANT A FOOT MASSAGE, A NAP AND A NECK RUB!
QUESTIONS YOU DO NOT HAVE TO ANSWER:
“Are you going to vaccinate?”
“Is your child vegan?”
“How long are you going to breastfeed?”
“How are your nipples?”
“Did you tear?”
OUTFITS YOU ARE ALOUD TO WEAR:
TEXTS YOU HAVE TO ANSWER:
The only thing I’ll advise you to do is to clear your photo album to make room for the 100’s of pictures you’ll be taking over the next 18 years.