Just checking in from the home of leaky, engorged breasts, blood clots, excessive bleeding, and now, a breast infection with a 101 degree temp. I know some people are anxious to meet Josh, but I am still running around in my pjs every day; avoiding bras because they contribute to my plugged ducts. I unfortunately overproduce milk, which makes it difficult for both me and baby–at least until my babies get big enough to handle my flow.
I warned Chris before Josh was born that I typically have a 10 month of pregnancy added on to my 9 months. It is no less so this time around. Hopefully, I will emerge from my cocoon around the 4 week point, so please be patient. I’ve recently learned that in some areas of Japan, a
woman is sent to bed for the first six weeks postpartum. Her relatives come in to take care of the baby. The baby is only brought to her to feed. I have read that, in some areas, they even talk to the woman as if she too were an infant. I know that some people just glide through this postpartum time, but I never have. I will hopefully be back online both here and in the real world, in a few weeks.
(Also, any free moments I get each day are spent grading papers–so that is adding an extra challenge and wrinkle to this postpartum period).