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Swollen, painful, not to mention used and abused boobies... this I expected. Can deal with it... no big whoop.
Postpartum depression... pretty much a guarantee for me, but so far I seem to have avoided it. I cried a lot more while I was pregnant than I do now, and I'm so happy with my little Pie that I don't have time to be sad. So, bonus...
But gall stones. That I was not prepared for. Didn't even know that it happened postpartum.... basically the worst pain of my life. Worse than labour. Not worse than actually giving birth, but pretty fucking close. Miserable traitorous body of mine.
At least I got some morphine. If you can overlook the raging thirst and constant vomiting, it's actually pretty good stuff.
Postpartum depression... pretty much a guarantee for me, but so far I seem to have avoided it. I cried a lot more while I was pregnant than I do now, and I'm so happy with my little Pie that I don't have time to be sad. So, bonus...
But gall stones. That I was not prepared for. Didn't even know that it happened postpartum.... basically the worst pain of my life. Worse than labour. Not worse than actually giving birth, but pretty fucking close. Miserable traitorous body of mine.
At least I got some morphine. If you can overlook the raging thirst and constant vomiting, it's actually pretty good stuff.