Life Postpartum

I faithfully chronicled my pregnancy and the first few months of my daughters life, but I have not taken the time to dish about myself postpartum.

If you read my birth story, you know that I had a rather easy labor and delivery. Because of that, I had a gentle recovery with very little pain.

Physically I have done wonderfully. My body shrank down to its normal size with no last minute stretch marks creeping up, and I’m only carrying four pounds in excess of my pre-pregnancy weight.

I was hit immediately by postpartum depression, but I combatted it with antidepressants which seem to keep me even mooded. I was initially concerned with taking¬† meds because I didn’t want it to bother the baby since I breastfeed, but I figured that I didn’t want to risk my baby having a severely depressed and possibly suicidal mother. So I opted to medicate, and
she hasn’t seemed troubled by it in the least.

I think I get enough rest, but I wish I had more time to workout. I try to do what I can, in the little time I have though. We definitely like to go on walks, but with this cold snap in our mountains, we have not been able to do that as often.

I know my body would benefit greatly from some good core exercise. My lower back is constantly aching due to weakened tummy muscles. My diastisis recti has completely closed, however. That was one of my greatest concerns about my body while I was still pregnant.

Recently, my hormones have been behaving poorly. I have developed a bit of an allergy to my wedding rings. Never has gold irritated my skin, but I cannot wear my rings without experiencing insatiable itching accompanied by a red, flaky rash on my finger.

Just this week I’ve noticed my hair falling out… by the handfuls. I didn’t notice my hair getting any thicker throughout my pregnancy, I suppose I did not shed a lot. Now I notice hair everywhere, in the shower, on the floor, loads of it in my brushes, clutched in my babies fists. It’s kind of annoying.

Other than being a balding, itchy, hunchback, I feel astonishingly content. I love being a mother so much more than I ever thought possible, and I can totally see why some people have 10 or more kids. I have never felt such joy, love, and fulfillment. I am so blessed and incredibly thankful for the support I’ve received from my husband and family. This experience would be totally different without them.


Month Three, Cute as Can Be

Well my dear, you’re a quarter of a year old.

Over the last month you’ve stayed in two hotels, slept up to ten hours straight, and learned to roll over from your belly to your back.

You’ve started sleeping in your crib, something we didn’t plan on trying until you were a full three months old, but you outgrew your little sleeper beside our bed! You like the space to move around, which you typically start with your head on one end and wake up in the morning at the complete opposite end. As much as I love you, I like not waking up every time you make a move.

You are in size two diapers and weigh just under 13 pounds. Most of your 0-3 month clothing is too small because you are so long. I’ve started putting you into more 3-6 month outfits to accommodate your length.

You recognize your family, and quickly greet them with a smile.

You continue to be a bright spot in our lives. You are always quick to smile, and when you giggle, my heart melts.

A warm towel after bath time

Walks outside


Talking to daddy

Snuggling with mommy

Chewing on your hands


Your car seat

Sometimes bedtime

Eating from a bottle

Sitting still for too long

May you grow big and strong, full of love, kindness, and compassion. May you do the Lord’s will for your life and be overflowing with joy.

Mommy and daddy love you so much!