We made it two weeks and one day with our sweet new baby. Second to the pregnancy, this has been the hardest two weeks of my life. We came home on day 3 and I was ok. Day 4 and 5, I fell apart completely. With cracked sore nipples, no sleep, and a gassy baby I was burnt out in every which way. I am slowly crawling out of this dark cave of immediate post-partum depression and trying my best to take care of myself and Evelyn.
Within one day I began pumping and Dave was giving Evelyn bottles. I just could not keep up with her wanting to feed every 40-60 minutes. It was so exhausting and I needed at least a few hours of sleep daily.
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