We all have an image of motherhood. Television portrays beautiful new moms with perfect hair and clothes that fit. This maybe reality for some, but it is not my reality.
My reality at almost three weeks post-delivery is this:
• I finally took a shower this morning. Last shower was on Sunday! Thank goodness for toothpaste, deodorant, and face wash.
• I sit on my couch topless more often than anyone should. Poor boobs need to hurry up and heal.
• Tonight I sat on my couch with potatoes on my boobs and a baby lounging in my lap……and by lounging I mean pooping. A few seconds later my lap was covered in poo. ( and yes! You read that correctly. Potatoes on my boobs. I’m trying to avoid what feels like clogged milk ducts. I can’t handle anymore boob issues).
• An hour after all the poop was cleaned up, I was again topless on my couch burping my full baby. My boob, which likes to be explosive, decided to shoot milk across the room.
All of this in the course of a day….and my husband is still crazy enough find me attractive.
Even though I don’t feel beautiful in these moments, I have one amazing little boy who looks at me with more love than I can imagine.
So worth it!
(and don’t worry, I cover up when Cole is awake and home from school!)