I've been home for two weeks today. It seems forever ago that I was sitting in the hospital bed sporting those awesome - yet drafty - gowns. While the road to recovery has been filled with tears and pain, I am reminded of the gift that came with them when I look into Bree's eyes.
I'm adjusting to motherhood. I have great days, and I have hard days. It's hardest feeling trapped in my house. I have 4 weeks remaining of "abdominal rest" which means no lifting still ...
I miss doing laundry ... and mopping. How sad is that?
But I love my little family.
Everyday it will get easier and more wonderful. Cherish this as it goes by soooo quickly! I'm so happy for you and Brent. :)
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