Today is day 2 of my new life as a stay at home mom.
It’s strange.
I’ve worked for so long that not going to work feels very weird. I’m enjoying every minute.
We send her daddy updates at work all day. He loves her so, and seeing them together melts my heart.
I’m healing from my C-section and having a hard time taking it easy. I know I need to, but it’s hard to sit around when I spent my entire pregnancy chasing a spunky 3 year old around. The only place I’ve been since Sunday evening is downstairs to get a package from the office today.
*side note- my wedding ring fits again. Now I don’t have to walk around looking like I’m with someone else’s husband. I wore it on a chain around my neck a bit, but I’m happy it’s back on my hand.
Quinn’s birth announcements have a typo. Instead of reading “With love, Cyndi and Matt” they say “Wth love, Cyndi and Matt”. The company is sending out reprints. Our friends with a sense of humor are getting the ones that basically say “What the hell love, Cyndi and Matt”.
Sunday we went out as a family and held a booth down on a local patio. I had my first beer since June. It was glorious.
My friend says beer is good for breastfeeding. Good enough excuse for me.
My total weight gained during pregnancy (according the the scale at my doctor’s office the day before Quinn was born) was 32 pounds. I’m counting my start weight at 242 since I gained a bit from my lowest (233) before I got pregnant. I weighed 274 just an hour before I was admitted to the hospital. I haven’t weighed myself since I’ve been home. I feel pretty good about my weight gain. I made a conscious effort not to overeat even though I wanted to stuff my face with cupcakes for 9 months. I used Weight Watchers as a tool to help me stay in control.
Friday I start tracking again. I’ll update my weight Saturday on my normal weigh in day.
Until then I’m snuggling with this little cuddle bug.
Bless her chubby cheeks!
