I'm saying 2 month postpartum as it still a couple of weeks away from being three. Though to be perfectly honest, I feel as though I could easily be many months postpartum. This was by the far the easiest labor and postpartum that I've had with all four of my children. Why? I cannot say, but I also cannot complain. I feel as though I got really lucky this time around. With my last three, postpartum was a long and miserable experience. It took the entire 6 weeks plus some for me to feel even remotely like myself again.
I delivered our fourth child at 7:29 PM and thus the postpartum period began. The first few hours were a little rough to say the least. It hurt to sit down, get in and out of the hospital bed and I kept getting the worst pain in my lower back that refused to let me sit still and try to be comfortable. Not to mention the constant hassle of changing those highly uncomfortable and overly large hospital pads quite frequently! But I got through it and was sent home the next evening making my total time in the hospital a whopping 1 day. I still remember when they'd make you stay for 2!
My first day home wasn't too bad. I felt a lot better than I had for sure. I still had some bad pain in my lower back but it was easier to sit down comfortably and I was using my own and more comfortable pads since the bleeding wasn't as heavy. After maybe 3 or 4 days I felt really great. The bleeding had slowed considerably, the back pain was gone and I could easily sit and move around. But then the milk came in and my breasts swelled to 10X their normal size and it was probably the worst part of the whole postpartum experience for me.
I couldn't sleep because they were so engorged they were rock hard and very sore and tender and when I did go to bed, I had to wear a bra and I don't know about anyone else, but I loathe sleeping in a bra! That's the time of day to fling those suckers off and embrace the freedom! Be free my pretties! It felt as though the pain and engorgement would never go away, but thankfully, it only lasted a few days. Maybe 5 or 6 at most and I couldn't have been happier.
Around 2 weeks postpartum I miraculously somehow stopped bleeding. Completely unheard of right? It was both shocking and a happy moment. And by 3 weeks, I felt completely like myself again. That never happens that fast, but somehow it did. I was ready to start running again and exercise like crazy and just go go go. I wanted to do all the things I couldn't do while I was pregnant. I called my OBGYN and told them and they deflated my balloon of happiness that I had. They said not to do anything until I saw them at my 6 week postpartum checkup. I about died inside thinking that it had been so long since I felt this good and they were telling me not do anything. They even said to minimize walking!
I ended up listening to them in the end. I figured they have to know what's best. I waited until the week before my 6 week checkup and then I couldn't wait anymore and began a new exercising regime. When I went to my 6 week checkup I found out it didn't matter if I had waited or not anyways. My doctor ended up being the same idiot I wrote about before, who delivered our son almost 3 years ago and texted on his phone the whole time I labored and delivered. Well, this was no different. He didn't say much, just gossiped with a nurse while he examined me. (With no warning either by the way). He finished, said make to use condoms and left. Not one word about if my exam was fine, any concerns, any limitations, if I could resume all normal activities. Nothing.
But now here I am, almost 3 months postpartum and feeling better than I have in a long time. I'm back into exercising, running and weight training. Preparing for an upcoming mud run obstacle course. Rocking the mom thing most of the time and finally getting back into things I enjoy doing. Its been a long road, but a road I would travel again nonetheless. Motherhood is the greatest achievement you can unlock.