Postpartum is such a fluidy time 💧💧💧. Of things swiftly and fluidly changing. Of flowing and leaking Breast milk, leaving my clothes constantly damp. Day and night melt into each other, becoming one and the same, awake and asleep for both. Soothing baths and showers, and footbaths from angelic visitors. Bowls of nourishing soups and broth and cups of healing herbal teas. Trickling blood for weeks on end. Getting sprayed with baby wee and not even caring.
And then there's the tears, which come so easily, from simply being exhausted to frustration at not being able to do what I could before, to the immense joy at the sight of this newborn upon waking. Moods are unstable as having all seasons in one day. And oh the emotions ! Never have I felt so raw, open and vulnerable. What a misconception to think that I had any control over how I feel. Postpartum is the ultimate check in. And its an amazing opportunity to see, to listen and to be with all that is surfacing. All that is asking to be healed.
At four and half weeks on for us, my body is still feeling fragile. Im not able to wear my baby yet or do basic errands that require bending over or using 2 hands. Im learning to be OK with that. 6 weeks was the initial timeline i was working with, but im starting to see that as a bare minimum. In this massive stage of transition, could we expect any different?
So I'm going to remain here until I feel truly ready. I will go out and have already started to, but im keeping the postpartum protocols of maximum rest and nurturing, being over doing and a mindset of slow and gentle. And gratitude, for that is what is really carrying me through this intense phase, and all of the phases of motherhood to come 🙏💧 #slowpostpartum #postpartum #motheringthemother #healing #recovery #afterbirth #gratitude #thefirstfortydays #thefourthtrimester #woman #normalisebirth #normalisebreastfeeding