The baby is actually asleep before my bedtime for a change! We just started working on teaching him to self-sooth in order to go to sleep on his own. He's too young for the "cry it out" method, but has already learned to love being held and rocked to sleep...if he can nurse to sleep he's even happier...but all that is bad news for mommy!
He already sucks his hands which was one suggestion for self-soothing techniques, so now instead of swaddling him tight for naps, we leave his arms free so he can use his skills to sooth himself. He doesn't sooth to sleep yet, but he will when getting hungry or upon waking rather than going immediately to a scream.
At bedtime he sleeps in a sleep-sack because it isn't safe to swaddle babies and leave them alone. A baby of any age can inadvertently flip over while swaddled and suffocate to death...a huge risk for SIDS too. He only gets swaddled when napping in the same room I'm working in so I can keep an eye on him.
I was wanting to do an Advent type of lesson for Homeschooling on prayer and I found a devotion of 25 days of Advent Prayer. I'm excited to go through it with my girls and learn more with them about prayer and the power they have in the blessing of being able to pray directly to God!
In other news, I continue to pray for my hubby's arthritis. It causes chronic pain and this fall it just seems to be constant struggle for him. Love you all, have a wonderful night!
Tuesday, November 29, 2016
Thursday, November 24, 2016
Happy Thanksgiving!
Thanksgiving dinner on a TED is interesting indeed! We changed the ingredients of our turkey brine and I bought an all natural turkey, minimally processed as well as an all natural, uncured ham. My sides were butternut squash mash and green beans. I tried a vegan pumpkin "pie" with no crust and made with potato starch and evaporated coconut milk, but something in it upset my son's stomach. Not sure what exactly, so I stuck with my fake banana bread and coconut milk ice cream after that. ;)
I've been enjoying my early morning nursing sessions with my son, that is when I have a quiet devotion time using the "YouVersion" Bible on my phone. I did a devotion on Prayer and now I'm doing one on Busyness...this new one is much more attention grabbing because I am good at finding ways to be busy -to a fault. I want to find a good way to do an Advent celebration with my girls as we prepare for Christmas, not sure if I'll make one up or find one to follow yet.
Homeschooling is coming along. I'm discovering patterns in our curriculum and am able to look ahead more often now to add in activities and be more prepared for our learning content. I still haven't found a homeschool group to join with the kids, but I did try out our church's Mom's Night Out bible study for homeschooling moms. It was awkward to go because I am such an introvert, but I knew it would be good for me. I'm glad I went.
Sorry this is short, motherhood calls...have a wonderful rest of your day!
I've been enjoying my early morning nursing sessions with my son, that is when I have a quiet devotion time using the "YouVersion" Bible on my phone. I did a devotion on Prayer and now I'm doing one on Busyness...this new one is much more attention grabbing because I am good at finding ways to be busy -to a fault. I want to find a good way to do an Advent celebration with my girls as we prepare for Christmas, not sure if I'll make one up or find one to follow yet.
Homeschooling is coming along. I'm discovering patterns in our curriculum and am able to look ahead more often now to add in activities and be more prepared for our learning content. I still haven't found a homeschool group to join with the kids, but I did try out our church's Mom's Night Out bible study for homeschooling moms. It was awkward to go because I am such an introvert, but I knew it would be good for me. I'm glad I went.
Sorry this is short, motherhood calls...have a wonderful rest of your day!
Wednesday, October 5, 2016
Life as a Stay At Home Mom (SAHM)
First off, I have to say that I do not miss having to go to a job. I LOVE being at home and being my own boss. There is plenty of things to be done, especially with three kiddos at home. My stress level has decreased because all of my energy is spent on those I love rather than trying to balance it with work and home. Home is my work now!
Homeschooling is going well. We've tweaked our routine to fit our lifestyle too, the flexibility it provides is so nice! For example, this Monday my oldest woke up complaining about school and how she wished everyday could be a weekend where she could play all day. Instead of pushing her into our normal schedule of starting right away with breakfast and school, we had a lazy morning. I let them watch a show on TV, we ate breakfast as we watched, and then she and her sister went outside to play for a good half hour. After that, she was in better spirits and ready to start school.
We do a daily devotion, sometimes following the curriculum and sometimes we do something simpler. I've been teaching my girls the books of the Bible in song, and they have already memorized the Old Testament! As we read our Bible, we are noticing many things: the promises of God, and how He keeps His promises by noticing prophecy fulfilled. :)
My home isn't as neat and organized as I wish it were being home all the time, but I suppose I have to give myself grace because we do have a two month old in the house who takes up a lot of time!
Homeschooling is going well. We've tweaked our routine to fit our lifestyle too, the flexibility it provides is so nice! For example, this Monday my oldest woke up complaining about school and how she wished everyday could be a weekend where she could play all day. Instead of pushing her into our normal schedule of starting right away with breakfast and school, we had a lazy morning. I let them watch a show on TV, we ate breakfast as we watched, and then she and her sister went outside to play for a good half hour. After that, she was in better spirits and ready to start school.
We do a daily devotion, sometimes following the curriculum and sometimes we do something simpler. I've been teaching my girls the books of the Bible in song, and they have already memorized the Old Testament! As we read our Bible, we are noticing many things: the promises of God, and how He keeps His promises by noticing prophecy fulfilled. :)
My home isn't as neat and organized as I wish it were being home all the time, but I suppose I have to give myself grace because we do have a two month old in the house who takes up a lot of time!
Continued Food Intolerance Issues
The struggle continues with our Little Mister. After 5 weeks on a soy/dairy free diet, we were referred to see a GI Specialist. The soonest appointment we could get was nearly 4 weeks out...I wasn't comfortable waiting that long while my son continued to have blood in his stools. Surely that is proof that something is not right in his body and I didn't want 4 more weeks of potential damage to simply continue.
I polled both sides of our family for their problematic foods. The list was so incredibly long! I spent hours researching his potential diagnosis of FPIES (Food Protein Induced Entercolitis Syndrome) and other related diagnosis like Allergy Proctocolitis and MSPI (Milk Soy Protein Intolerance). It brought on some stress my hubby felt was unnecessary (he told me to stop internet-diagnosing), but in the long run, I'm glad because now I feel better equipped and more understanding of what issues we have and what they could be later down the road.
I also researched many different ways to do a "Total Elimination Diet" or TED. The typical TED doesn't work for most FPIES babies since rice and oats are the most common triggers. My family has dairy and gluten issues as well as poultry intolerances. So I came up with my own TED and am on day 6 of it.
My diet has been trimmed down to the mere basics of: Quinoa, Apples, Bananas, Pork, Kale, Squash and Coconut. I haven't been purely strict to those, I have allowed myself maple sugar, cinnamon, garlic, onion, thyme and rosemary so that I can have some different flavors at least!
Day 4 saw my son's bloody stools disappear. His diapers look more and more normal every day. Prior to this diet, he had symptoms of "Silent Reflux", now it seems to be more pronounced reflux with more frequent spit ups. I don't know if that is part of his body adjusting to the diet changes, or if the doctor might suggest I swap out one of my TED foods for something else.
I polled both sides of our family for their problematic foods. The list was so incredibly long! I spent hours researching his potential diagnosis of FPIES (Food Protein Induced Entercolitis Syndrome) and other related diagnosis like Allergy Proctocolitis and MSPI (Milk Soy Protein Intolerance). It brought on some stress my hubby felt was unnecessary (he told me to stop internet-diagnosing), but in the long run, I'm glad because now I feel better equipped and more understanding of what issues we have and what they could be later down the road.
I also researched many different ways to do a "Total Elimination Diet" or TED. The typical TED doesn't work for most FPIES babies since rice and oats are the most common triggers. My family has dairy and gluten issues as well as poultry intolerances. So I came up with my own TED and am on day 6 of it.
My diet has been trimmed down to the mere basics of: Quinoa, Apples, Bananas, Pork, Kale, Squash and Coconut. I haven't been purely strict to those, I have allowed myself maple sugar, cinnamon, garlic, onion, thyme and rosemary so that I can have some different flavors at least!
Day 4 saw my son's bloody stools disappear. His diapers look more and more normal every day. Prior to this diet, he had symptoms of "Silent Reflux", now it seems to be more pronounced reflux with more frequent spit ups. I don't know if that is part of his body adjusting to the diet changes, or if the doctor might suggest I swap out one of my TED foods for something else.
Sunday, September 11, 2016
Homeschool - one week done!
Our first venture into homeschooling wasn't too bad. We had three days of school and one day on a field trip! The more structured school work went pretty well. The kids like having a "to-do" list and goals to accomplish. The less structured activities presented more of a challenge with behavior issues, I hadn't expected.
A comment many homeschooling parents have told us proves to be true already. Character and behavior lessons are much more important than academics...the academics will come, but not as smoothly when there are character/behavior challenges to overcome!
Basically, the kids and I need to develop more of an understanding of school time with mom vs. regular life with mom. At a typical school, they leave the home atmosphere and transition into a different environment with a different authority figure called "teacher". Mom as teacher in the same environment as home, doesn't have the same obvious cues to expected behaviors.
On the plus side, we finished school by lunch time most days. That was wonderful! And I really enjoyed being able to have a set time for bible devotions with them. They really enjoyed the activities we did that were hands-on and group oriented. The adventure continues this coming week...our first week of five full days of plain school (no field trips or holidays).
A comment many homeschooling parents have told us proves to be true already. Character and behavior lessons are much more important than academics...the academics will come, but not as smoothly when there are character/behavior challenges to overcome!
Basically, the kids and I need to develop more of an understanding of school time with mom vs. regular life with mom. At a typical school, they leave the home atmosphere and transition into a different environment with a different authority figure called "teacher". Mom as teacher in the same environment as home, doesn't have the same obvious cues to expected behaviors.
On the plus side, we finished school by lunch time most days. That was wonderful! And I really enjoyed being able to have a set time for bible devotions with them. They really enjoyed the activities we did that were hands-on and group oriented. The adventure continues this coming week...our first week of five full days of plain school (no field trips or holidays).
Tuesday, August 30, 2016
Diets, Weightloss, and Food Intolerances!
Life is always interesting, that's for sure! Little Mister developed an intolerance to dairy and soy proteins ...at least I hope that's all it is. At about 3 weeks old he started having blood in his stools, just a few red spots or streaks with mucous. As a breastfeeding momma, I'm now on a dairy free and soy free diet.
It's an interesting turn of events. Most of my extended family on my side follows much stricter and healthier eating habits than I do. I never thought I'd have the will power or desire to ever try...I enjoy my processed foods! However, my son's health is an excellent motivator and I don't want to pay the high price for the specialty formulas (costing up to $400 per month according to my sister in law).
The dairy is easier to cut out than the soy, simply because nearly everything in the normal grocery stores seems to have some sort of soy in it. Several restaurants are really good at listing which menu items have soy, but they don't include the soy oils. I guess soy oils are not as likely to be an allergen, but they are a possible one. I haven't completely cut them out of my diet, but I try not to eat them if possible. The one restaurant that seems to be safe is Chipotle! They don't use soy oils to cook with at all! Instead of only a couple menu items that are safe to eat, there are only a couple I can't have. That was exciting to find!
Physically, I've been losing weight quickly. I'm sure partially because of the extreme swelling I had while pregnant. All that swelling is gone and my middle continues to shrink. It's like my body is reversing the weight loss of pregnancy. I took 9 months to gain it all, and now it's coming off little by little. I've lost over 30 pound in 3.5 weeks, but it is slowing down now. I still have 11 pounds to go to reach my pre-pregnancy weight, and even then I was wanting to lose10-20 pounds of previous baby weight gained. So I'm interested to see exactly how much comes off easily and what decides to stick around and make me work to get rid of it. My new diet cuts out a lot of fat I used to eat, maybe that will help too.
I do plan on getting back into shape. I want some tone back in my body. I don't need to be totally fit or muscular, but I don't like the lack of strength and additional aches that come with being out of shape. It'll be another interesting thing to see how easy/difficult those goals will be as a stay-home mom and a homeschool mom. :)
It's an interesting turn of events. Most of my extended family on my side follows much stricter and healthier eating habits than I do. I never thought I'd have the will power or desire to ever try...I enjoy my processed foods! However, my son's health is an excellent motivator and I don't want to pay the high price for the specialty formulas (costing up to $400 per month according to my sister in law).
The dairy is easier to cut out than the soy, simply because nearly everything in the normal grocery stores seems to have some sort of soy in it. Several restaurants are really good at listing which menu items have soy, but they don't include the soy oils. I guess soy oils are not as likely to be an allergen, but they are a possible one. I haven't completely cut them out of my diet, but I try not to eat them if possible. The one restaurant that seems to be safe is Chipotle! They don't use soy oils to cook with at all! Instead of only a couple menu items that are safe to eat, there are only a couple I can't have. That was exciting to find!
Physically, I've been losing weight quickly. I'm sure partially because of the extreme swelling I had while pregnant. All that swelling is gone and my middle continues to shrink. It's like my body is reversing the weight loss of pregnancy. I took 9 months to gain it all, and now it's coming off little by little. I've lost over 30 pound in 3.5 weeks, but it is slowing down now. I still have 11 pounds to go to reach my pre-pregnancy weight, and even then I was wanting to lose10-20 pounds of previous baby weight gained. So I'm interested to see exactly how much comes off easily and what decides to stick around and make me work to get rid of it. My new diet cuts out a lot of fat I used to eat, maybe that will help too.
I do plan on getting back into shape. I want some tone back in my body. I don't need to be totally fit or muscular, but I don't like the lack of strength and additional aches that come with being out of shape. It'll be another interesting thing to see how easy/difficult those goals will be as a stay-home mom and a homeschool mom. :)
Sunday, August 14, 2016
C-Section Delivery & Recovery
As scary as it was to think of undergoing major abdominal surgery, it truly was not so terrible.
We arrived at the hospital two hours prior to the scheduled surgery - I wasn't allowed to eat anything since supper the night before. The nurse started my IV and took bloodwork to double check my blood type and be ready for surgery what-ifs. They checked my vitals, had me change into the beautiful gown and basically Hubby and I hung out in the "triage" room waiting and answering questions from the different nurses and doctors that came in to say "hi" and introduce which part of the surgery team they were on. It was a large group of people -more than I had imagined. There was my OB doctor and her resident, their nurses and assistants. There was the anesthesia team doctor and her resident and assistants. Then the team for the baby and his nurses. After all the people Hubby got to change into his surgery costume (a full body blue suit with hair cover, shoe covers, and mask for his beard). I drank a nasty unflavored Alka-Seltzer to help prevent nausea.
My hubby got to stay with me until it was time to go into the operating room and do the spinal block. I walked into the OR, they helped me to sit on the operating table -which was much skinnier than I had imagined, only wide enough for my body. A nurse helped me sit hunched over while the resident administered the spinal block, it was a pinch for the numbing agent. It made me flinch physically, but otherwise didn't hurt. I felt the spinal block, but not any pain. When they finished, they immediately swung my feet onto the table and helped me lay down. My hubby couldn't join me in the OR until they were sure the spinal block worked. If by chance it didn't work, they would have to put me completely under and then he wouldn't be allowed to be in the OR at all. Thankfully, it worked! The only issue was that the doctors were busy doing their checklists to get the surgery done, instead of checking my sensitivity to pain, so Hubby ended up waiting a long 15 minutes to join me.
When things were finally ready to begin, my arms were placed "crucifixion" style on the wings of the operating table, but not tied down. The clear drape was put in place over my chest with a removable blue cover so I didn't see the actual surgery process. I could hear the doctor's talking, feel the tugging and pulling at my abdomen as they opened me up. It seemed to take a while, but eventually they were ready to deliver baby and removed the cover so I could see! They quickly pulled him out and showed me his whole little body -boy parts and all (I guess that's customary in case parents didn't know what the sex was prior to delivery). Then almost as quickly they whisked him back away. Then I they helped me do skin-to-skin time with him. He had his little hat on and because the drape was so high up on me, it was hard to get a focused view of him. His face was too close for me to see well, but I tried! Then we tried nursing and he nursed right away! He was grunting and crying and then nursing. A special time to bond while they completed the surgery.
Afterwards, they rolled me onto a body board and moved me onto a regular hospital bed. I had oxygen tubes in my nose (placed there during surgery) and they moved me to the recovery room. It had space for four beds, but I was the only patient in there, so all of our family members could join us! It was nice getting to hang out with family. Hubby got to trim the umbilical cord with a scalpel (he says it cut much nicer than the scissors they usually give you do). I was out of it, I was sleepy and the nurses kept telling me to breath deeply because my oxygen levels were going down when I had shallower breaths. I tried, but kept falling asleep and then they'd come back and wake me up to tell me to breath deep again...I found it quite annoying and frustrating, but I understood it was necessary and they were simply doing their job. I don't think I realized it was part of the recovery process for me.
Eventually I passed whatever tests they were doing on me to be able to leave recovery and we waited for a room to come available. It surprised me how busy we were each day. It seemed like there was never time to enjoy even one movie without interruptions. Someone was always coming in... whether it was family visiting, the room service people bringing food, the assistants checking my vital signs, the nurses giving me medications or checking on my progress, or the doctors doing their rounds. I didn't mind it all, but it surprised me how little time we actually had to relax.
We stayed in the hospital a full 3 days. I almost went home a little early, but was nervous about being on my own, especially after I had fainted after a too-warm shower. Luckily, I had called my husband to help me when I started feeling light headed and he caught me before I fell. Then he pulled the "help" cord and I woke up surrounded by 4-5 nurses all helping me and talking to me. The alcohol swab they stuck under my nose helped the most. In addition to the requirements of having to be able to walk myself around, I had to be able to pass gas and pee on my own. Farting was easy, but I was surprised to find that it was difficult to relax my body to pee. The nurse explained that sometimes it was a protective response to prevent any pain, and while I didn't feel any pain, my body was anticipating it somehow. When I did finally pee, I filled that whole "hat" thing they put in the toilet to measure my output. They told me what a good job I did. I thought, well, you wait a full day to pee and see how much you output! I wasn't so impressed.
Our older kiddos got to come visit us once or twice each day and it was nice to get to see them, and a blessing to know they were having fun with other family members. The baby nursed well, and did a good job of passing all the sticky tar poops for his daddy to clean up! ;)
The worst part of the whole experience was when we were discharged. We had to go to the pharmacy to get my pain medications and it took over an hour and a half to get them. The line was terribly long and they only had one cashier. My husband was livid and I was miserable, just out of the hospital with a newborn. By the time we left, my pain meds from that morning had run out and I was needing to take more. I filed a complaint with the hospital for that. No surgery patient should ever have to deal with that issue. If you ever find yourself a surgery patient and need to get your pharmacy pain meds from the hospital after discharge...make sure your discharging nurse confirms with the pharmacy that the meds are completely ready for pick-up before you complete discharge paperwork. That way, if they are behind, you can stay in the comfy hospital bed with access to medications until yours are ready for you.
At home I went up the stairs one step at a time, two-footing each step. I sat carefully on the couch, but needed my hubby to help me get back up. My feet still struggled with the swelling several days afterwards, so I still needed to keep my feet up and wear my compression socks. The body binder I had purchased for my post partum care didn't fit, but thankfully the hospital gave me one after I requested it (while we were admitted), and I got to take it home with me. That helped the pain. Again, I was surprised, that most of my pain came from when I was in the car and my Jell-O belly jostled around. Wearing the belly binder helped "hold me in", and reduced that jostling pain. My husband had to care for me and do most everything else around the house for the first few days until I figured out how to get around. Once I figured out what I could manage, I took it easy and enjoyed the time at home with the baby and my hubby. Plus, my mommy came to help out too! Having her there was so nice!
We arrived at the hospital two hours prior to the scheduled surgery - I wasn't allowed to eat anything since supper the night before. The nurse started my IV and took bloodwork to double check my blood type and be ready for surgery what-ifs. They checked my vitals, had me change into the beautiful gown and basically Hubby and I hung out in the "triage" room waiting and answering questions from the different nurses and doctors that came in to say "hi" and introduce which part of the surgery team they were on. It was a large group of people -more than I had imagined. There was my OB doctor and her resident, their nurses and assistants. There was the anesthesia team doctor and her resident and assistants. Then the team for the baby and his nurses. After all the people Hubby got to change into his surgery costume (a full body blue suit with hair cover, shoe covers, and mask for his beard). I drank a nasty unflavored Alka-Seltzer to help prevent nausea.
My hubby got to stay with me until it was time to go into the operating room and do the spinal block. I walked into the OR, they helped me to sit on the operating table -which was much skinnier than I had imagined, only wide enough for my body. A nurse helped me sit hunched over while the resident administered the spinal block, it was a pinch for the numbing agent. It made me flinch physically, but otherwise didn't hurt. I felt the spinal block, but not any pain. When they finished, they immediately swung my feet onto the table and helped me lay down. My hubby couldn't join me in the OR until they were sure the spinal block worked. If by chance it didn't work, they would have to put me completely under and then he wouldn't be allowed to be in the OR at all. Thankfully, it worked! The only issue was that the doctors were busy doing their checklists to get the surgery done, instead of checking my sensitivity to pain, so Hubby ended up waiting a long 15 minutes to join me.
When things were finally ready to begin, my arms were placed "crucifixion" style on the wings of the operating table, but not tied down. The clear drape was put in place over my chest with a removable blue cover so I didn't see the actual surgery process. I could hear the doctor's talking, feel the tugging and pulling at my abdomen as they opened me up. It seemed to take a while, but eventually they were ready to deliver baby and removed the cover so I could see! They quickly pulled him out and showed me his whole little body -boy parts and all (I guess that's customary in case parents didn't know what the sex was prior to delivery). Then almost as quickly they whisked him back away. Then I they helped me do skin-to-skin time with him. He had his little hat on and because the drape was so high up on me, it was hard to get a focused view of him. His face was too close for me to see well, but I tried! Then we tried nursing and he nursed right away! He was grunting and crying and then nursing. A special time to bond while they completed the surgery.
Afterwards, they rolled me onto a body board and moved me onto a regular hospital bed. I had oxygen tubes in my nose (placed there during surgery) and they moved me to the recovery room. It had space for four beds, but I was the only patient in there, so all of our family members could join us! It was nice getting to hang out with family. Hubby got to trim the umbilical cord with a scalpel (he says it cut much nicer than the scissors they usually give you do). I was out of it, I was sleepy and the nurses kept telling me to breath deeply because my oxygen levels were going down when I had shallower breaths. I tried, but kept falling asleep and then they'd come back and wake me up to tell me to breath deep again...I found it quite annoying and frustrating, but I understood it was necessary and they were simply doing their job. I don't think I realized it was part of the recovery process for me.
Eventually I passed whatever tests they were doing on me to be able to leave recovery and we waited for a room to come available. It surprised me how busy we were each day. It seemed like there was never time to enjoy even one movie without interruptions. Someone was always coming in... whether it was family visiting, the room service people bringing food, the assistants checking my vital signs, the nurses giving me medications or checking on my progress, or the doctors doing their rounds. I didn't mind it all, but it surprised me how little time we actually had to relax.
We stayed in the hospital a full 3 days. I almost went home a little early, but was nervous about being on my own, especially after I had fainted after a too-warm shower. Luckily, I had called my husband to help me when I started feeling light headed and he caught me before I fell. Then he pulled the "help" cord and I woke up surrounded by 4-5 nurses all helping me and talking to me. The alcohol swab they stuck under my nose helped the most. In addition to the requirements of having to be able to walk myself around, I had to be able to pass gas and pee on my own. Farting was easy, but I was surprised to find that it was difficult to relax my body to pee. The nurse explained that sometimes it was a protective response to prevent any pain, and while I didn't feel any pain, my body was anticipating it somehow. When I did finally pee, I filled that whole "hat" thing they put in the toilet to measure my output. They told me what a good job I did. I thought, well, you wait a full day to pee and see how much you output! I wasn't so impressed.
Our older kiddos got to come visit us once or twice each day and it was nice to get to see them, and a blessing to know they were having fun with other family members. The baby nursed well, and did a good job of passing all the sticky tar poops for his daddy to clean up! ;)
The worst part of the whole experience was when we were discharged. We had to go to the pharmacy to get my pain medications and it took over an hour and a half to get them. The line was terribly long and they only had one cashier. My husband was livid and I was miserable, just out of the hospital with a newborn. By the time we left, my pain meds from that morning had run out and I was needing to take more. I filed a complaint with the hospital for that. No surgery patient should ever have to deal with that issue. If you ever find yourself a surgery patient and need to get your pharmacy pain meds from the hospital after discharge...make sure your discharging nurse confirms with the pharmacy that the meds are completely ready for pick-up before you complete discharge paperwork. That way, if they are behind, you can stay in the comfy hospital bed with access to medications until yours are ready for you.
At home I went up the stairs one step at a time, two-footing each step. I sat carefully on the couch, but needed my hubby to help me get back up. My feet still struggled with the swelling several days afterwards, so I still needed to keep my feet up and wear my compression socks. The body binder I had purchased for my post partum care didn't fit, but thankfully the hospital gave me one after I requested it (while we were admitted), and I got to take it home with me. That helped the pain. Again, I was surprised, that most of my pain came from when I was in the car and my Jell-O belly jostled around. Wearing the belly binder helped "hold me in", and reduced that jostling pain. My husband had to care for me and do most everything else around the house for the first few days until I figured out how to get around. Once I figured out what I could manage, I took it easy and enjoyed the time at home with the baby and my hubby. Plus, my mommy came to help out too! Having her there was so nice!
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