The fun just. doesn’t. stop. I have MASTITIS!! Because obviously I haven’t had a challenging enough postpartum recovery process. I now have a lump the size of a golf ball under my left breast that is hot to the touch, incredibly painful, and it’s causing me to run a temp of 102 and making me so achy and weak I can barely pick Kendall up to feed him. I have spent the last 48 hours in bed, only waking to feed Kendall. Thank God Scott was able to call in sick to work the last couple nights. It was so bad a couple nights ago that we used this opportunity to finally introduce Kendall to the bottle. I have to say I really enjoyed the freedom of being able to get a little extra sleep while Scott had the chance to feed him. And I won’t even let myself feel the tiniest bit of guilt over that.
I’m feeling a little better since staring the antibiotics this afternoon. And I guess if there is one good thing to come out of this the pain I’ve been in has eclipsed the annoying rash that is STILL all over my thighs and butt. I swear, I am SO close to swearing off any future children. I knew my labor and delivery went way too smooth. This is my punishment. I will be in recovery hell forever. There is a reason why mother nature just doesn’t even allow your body to ovulate this soon after having a baby. It would be one hell of a waste of eggs. (Not to mention anyone who even THINKS of having sex this soon is clearly a masochist).
Mom-nesia obviously exists for a reason- the advancement of the human species. I hope mine starts to set in soon, and then I can look back on this blog and think what a whiny, complaining wuss I was (as I’m sure that’s what many of you are thinking as you read this).
21 days old