What Self-Care...?
Fueled on the adrenaline of having my third baby I powered through the first two weeks of postpartum like a true champion. Kids need to be brought to school? Yup I'll do it. Meals need to be prepped and warmed? Yup I'll do it. Laundry? Cuddles? Reading? Breast feed the baby while doing all the above? Yup, I'm your girl. What choice do I have anyways? It's not that we didn't have help. We had plenty and could've had a lot more had I asked. The truth is I felt great after giving birth. I was tired, but not exhausted. My body started healing right away and sure I was uncomfortable, but functional. Holly Jane even slept for me so each day I felt better and better. I didn't see a reason for asking for help when I felt capable of doing it all. I guess I can too, but not without a cost. Last Sunday I took the kids to the park because it felt like spring (a balmy 30 degrees). While there I realized I felt like shit. ...