I'm almost 5 weeks now, but at 2.5 weeks I was still just sitting around on the couch all day. Heck, right now I spend a huge part of my day sitting around still. I'm not great at getting things done with a baby in a front carrier or sling - they're just too
in the way. I can't sweep a floor with a baby on my chest. I mean, maybe some people can, but not me. And I could vacuum, but there's always crap all over the place from DD1 leaving things out and the baby won't tolerate me bending over or squatting down picking things up with her in a carrier, so even that isn't getting done much. Can't unload or load the dishwasher, didn't get to plant my garden this year, which is a HUGE deal to me - I have about a 2000 sf garden normally, which I start all from seed. This year I bought about 3 tomato plants, some parsley and basil and a couple pepper plants....and
they aren't even planted yet.

DH is finishing up the semester in graduate classes and two of his classes (a finance class and a modeling class) require a grade of 84 or better to pass. Since math is not his best subject, this is taking up MASSIVE amounts of his time, so he basically can't help out right now. He will hold the baby or that kind of thing, but cleaning the house is not something he can do right now, since he considers it low priority. So...my house is a disaster. Being a neatnik, this is freaking me out, and because I'm sort of a perfectionist about having a neat house, when it's really messy I get stuck and feel like I can't do
anything. You know, that whole "failed perfectionist" sort of thing?

Like if I can't do it perfectly, I can't do it at all. Stupid, but I'm stuck looking around at the mess and wondering what the heck to do about it.
Then of course there is my homeschooled daughter. Or at least the one who used to be homeschooled. Now she's occasionally schooled. It's not really a super big deal because I planned on going through the summer anyway, but it bothers me a LOT. She's a difficult kid and the only thing that kept us going with school was that she knew we were doing it every day - it was a routine. We had an alarm set to tell us when it was time to start and everything. Getting out of the habit with her is sooo bad, because it will be really hard to get back into it.
So I totally just hijacked your thread. I guess physically I feel great. I don't have PPD this time and I'm healed up. I'm just stressed.