Baby C reached a big milestone this week: he turned six weeks old.
This is a milestone DH has been eagerly anticipating. No, not because it announces the end of sleepless nights or marks the start of C's ability to hold up his own head. Nope, it's because of what it means for us... you know, after the kids go to sleep.
Yes, I had my six week OB checkup, and I am not-so-pleased to report that my doctor gave me the green light to get back in the saddle. While I am not-so-pleased, DH is beyond pleased. He is ready, willing, and... well... waiting.
He'll be waiting for some time. After G was born, DH misheard the doctor's instructions as I was released from the hospital. Rather than hearing "no sex for six weeks," my DH heard "no sex for six months." I will openly admit that I did not correct him; unfortunately for me, a friend did that.
Over the past week, DH has gotten a little grabbier, a little friskier, a little hornier. He's dropped hints that he's eager to resume our sex life. Even though I don't have that six month cushion like I did the last time, I am not ready to resume these "relations." My body is still recovering from -- and in some cases, still bearing the battle scars of -- pregnancy, labor and delivery. Without getting into the nitty gritty, my boobs are saggy and tender (thank you, breastfeeding), my stomach and hips have stretch marks like you wouldn't believe, and I'm not exactly back to my pre-pregnancy weight. And let's not even get into how I feel down there.
At least I do have one excuse for not jumping back into the saddle right away. My in-laws are coming in just a few days... and they're sleeping on our living room floor, which happens to be right below our master bedroom. I've never loved my mother-in-law quite so much!
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Appreciating the humor & the not so fun humor of motherhood...
Sending prayers for DH to find patiences and understanding as you heal & ready yourself for the next phase of your marriage...
I love this post b/c it is exactly where we are too right now. K just turned 6 weeks on Friday. And don't even get me started on the sore boobs. I didn't breastfeed my first one for very long. So I totaly did not expect them to still be sore. Oh well we are working through it.
Good luck on holding him off a little longer. ha.
Well, Ryan is 15 weeks old and...well...not "yet" for us. Poor Bob. But he goes to bed at 8:30! That's when my free time begins. Oh well.
This is one of the worst things about having a baby. We waited 7 weeks with Cate and 8 with Brennan b/c of the c-section. We're still not very regular and I feel like every time we "plan" to do it, one of the kids wakes up or something. I feel like the whole first year after a baby is born is kind of a "grin and bare it" "fake it til you make it" kind of thing when it comes to sex.
This cracked me up!! I went from touch me touch me touch me when I was preggo to get away, not yet, the doctor said another month (false) after I delivered...
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Don't scare all the followers without children yet! It's not like that for everyone! We got the go ahead from the midwife at 2 weeks, and yes, I went ahead with it and yes, it was fine. Everyone should go at their own pace when they feel fully recovered, but it's not always a horror story.
I totally understand....for me when nursing things down stairs were not as how can I put this "accomadating" to "alone time" so even if I did want someone to touch me after taking care of a little kid and a baby all day it woudl hurt like hell. Completely understand lets hope the hubby does!
Possibly TMI, but I found a nice bj to be a happy compromise until I was ready. :)
I'm cracking up at Sue's comment. TWO WEEKS?! Are you crazy, woman?! I didn't want Chris even looking at me until at least 10 weeks. N's birth was ROUGH on me & I know you know what I mean. We didn't for awhile, I'll be honest (much to his chagrin). Oh well. We're good now. ;)