What a wild ride the last week has been!

I've gone from being exhausted, very pregnant and in pain, tired from constant fake labor until suddenly - real labor came. At night as predicted from my fake labor.

I gave birth in the middle of the night and our beautiful little girl joined our family.

It was a speedy labor. Just a couple of minutes short of 5 hours from first real contraction and until she was out.

But it went well. I felt better immediately after birth and have been, in many ways, better than my first post partum period. It was all natural, not by choice but because of the speed 😶

But it probably made a good difference and the fact that my body had tried it once before of course.

My sweet girl has since worked to get my milk in, developed a bit of jaundice, gotten really tired from that and been struggling to eat. So the past three days has been constant work for me and my husband to try and get her to eat and avoid mastitis due to the milk that came in but didn't get eaten. Holy moly the feeding and pumping and cleaning is frankly exhausting 🙃

Now it's day 6. She's still tired. She still eats very little and sleeps a lot. But compared to last time, I still have plenty of milk to offer. So it's really frustrating because I can't get her to eat what I've pumped out 🙄 and each night is another round of cluster feeding and screaming and last night we got like 2-3 hours of sleep before we had to get up again and also get up with the toddler.

To top it all it's warm and humid AF(!) and my night sweats are slowly beginning. I've also never in my life struggled to poop as much as I struggle now. And due to both breastfeeding and pumping I somehow need to up my calorie intake in the hours I don't have for myself because I'm losing weight uncomfortably quick atm.

And despite the struggles, I can already tell this post partum period is a whole lot better than my first. I'm much more aware of how quickly my sweet newborn baby will grow up and every time I hold her I almost cry. I'll never get to hold a baby this small again 🙈 I'm so excited to find out who she is, but I'm so heartbroken at the same time 🙈

What is this post even about? I'm not sure.

I just wanted to share the conflicting feelings that can follow. The good, the bad and the ugly.

It doesn't sound very nice any of this, but I can assure you it's worth it all. Post partum is a wild ride!

Any other moms in the group who wanna share how it's going? 😊