I'm less than 48 hrs postpartum and DH declared that he "had" to go to work today so that he could wrap up some loose ends and take "most" of next week off. Babe was up nursing most of the night. I'm home alone right now with three kids under the age of three. I had a decent labial tear and getting up and down is *very* uncomfortable not mention I'm afraid to stress the stitches. My MIL said she would come this morning to "help" but it's 1030 and there's no sign of her. My body is full of hormone soup and I'm not sure if I want to cry, sleep, or bang my head against the wall...none of which are really an option.
On the bright side, I have a lovely little blond girl in my arms.
"So let us be loving, hopeful and optimistic. And we’ll change the world." - Jack Layton