I had heard that after you have a baby, you leave the hospital looking “four or five months pregnant.” Hells no, I’m happy to say! Finally, a pleasant surprise about the whole labour/delivery/postpartum experience.
I was actually prancing around my hospital room on the second day of Baby Boy’s life, going, “Look how skinny I am! Look how SKINNY I am!” I was positively GLEEFUL — and damn proud! — at how quickly it had happened.
OK, so I am not skinny. But God, compared to how HUGE I have felt for the last nine months, I feel downright frail.
Remember my puffy ankles, feet and calves
? Gone, as of a couple of days ago! (Apparently you remain swollen for the first few days, because of IV fluid, hormones, etc.) I stared at my ankles and calves for like 20 minutes straight today, marveling over how I could see the bones and muscles again. I could actually wear a skirt or shorts now, and not feel like they are tree trunks.
And my huge stomach
? DEFLATED! I had heard it’s very squishy and loose-feeling after you have the baby, but it’s not too bad. I think I had been picturing huge wobbly rolls or something — it looks pretty firm, but just feels a bit mushy. I’m not sure if it will continue to go down — if my uterus is still shrinking? — or if what’s left is mine to lose, but we’ll see.
It’s been very hot this week, so I have been walking around our condo wearing nothing but underwear and tank tops. Sometimes just underwear and a nursing bra. When I walk into the bathroom, yes, I turn sideways immediately and marvel at the change. It’s like, where did my GREAT BIG ENORMOUS STOMACH GO?
Oh right, he is here in my arms. Much nicer!