My laid back, little redman/Lawton-lookalike baby woke up...approximately 4 times lastnight. And then Mr. Maddox woke up at 6:45 am, yelling about "choc moon" which translates to chocolate milk. Lucky for this tired mama, NaNa is still here and I heard the coffee pot beep by the time I stepped out the bed. Dear NaNa, are you sure you don't want to move in??? Think about it?
For a long time post-Csection, my body felt like it had been through a horrific street fight and I barely survived. BUT...my incision is healing (and itching!), I can go from sitting to standing without feeling like I've been chopped in half, I can walk straight (no more hunchback wobble), my backache has lessened, my girls up top no longer feel like they are on fire, and my uterus is shrinking - yes! The size 4's will sit at the top of my closet for a while, but I'll get there eventually! A Csection is rough rough rough on the body, but I believe this little guy was worth it. Don't you?
Today we went out as a family of 4 for the first time. And we didn't have any breakdowns! Jude slept, Maddox played at the park and Andrew and I got some yummy fresh air and sunshine.
Tonight Mommy and Daddy get a quick date night since I was able to leave NaNa with a lovely bottle of pumped milk. I can't wait. I love my two little men so so much, but...
...I love some alone time with TaTa too!!
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