Today marks 6 weeks since I had little Ruthie and I am happy to report I can now go about my life with no restrictions to hold me back from taking care of my house and my family. To say I have been impatient with this recovery is a bit of an understatement. I never thought I would miss running errands and cleaning my house but I did! While I have been not doing much, life around here kind of went into survival mode. Dinner became a really abstract idea unless someone put it front of us. The TV had been on 24/7. Georgia now knows the name and story of every Disney princess and Scott has had the world on his shoulders between work, tote bags, and helping me keep the house in at least some sort of working order. We have had a lot of help, and I am grateful. I have never had stitches before, let alone a major surgery so this has all been a learning experience to say the least. I feel I have new empathy for people recovering from surgery, and especially women who have c-sections (and women who have a c-section with their 4th kid and have to return home to 3 kids! I'm looking at you, Tracy).
But things are getting back to normal. Georgia is finally sleeping through the night again. I've conquered nursing while lying down. Georgia has begged for every movie she knows the name of today and I have successfully held her off. I'm tired of the TV, even if it did make an excellent baby-sitter for a while.
The pictures below are from our hiatus from life. They are from after we got home from the hospital.
No matter how hard things get, I'm sure glad I have these little faces to get me through.