My biggest issue right now is that my breasts think I’ve applied for a job as a stripper and are engorged constantly. Add to that bloody nipples and you’ve got a miserable top half. He nurses voraciously nonetheless and doesn’t seem to mind. Cadrian sounds like a flock of geese the whole time he’s eating.
My bottom half is recovering nicely, thanks to my midwife’s astounding skill in stitchery. I didn’t tear as badly as I had with Brielle too, thanks to God!
I was reading an Amish diary in Our Iowa. The author (the husband) had just had a baby the night before he started keeping the week long diary. They had hired their 18 year old niece to be maid and child care taker for a few weeks, so all the mama had to do was rest and take care of the new baby. I don’t have an 18 year old niece to hire, but I am definitely going to be taking a cue from the Amish and resting for the next few weeks.