careful what you wish for

Baby achieved successful separation as of 3:58 on Thursday morning; I transitioned into active labor probably somewhere around the time Grauwulf came home from work on Wednesday night. ( cut for ridiculous length and not-too-excessively-gorey details )

Oddly, I do have a little more sympathy for the woman saying earnestly that "it's ok if you don't bond with your baby right away because giving birth is such an *interesting* experience." I would still not consider it useful advice for someone who's eight months along, but I kind of get where she's coming from. There's definitely an extent to which birthing uses up a lot of mental circuits, and the full understanding of this tiny creature who you've never met before and to whom you've made a lifetime commitment takes a while to fill in.

On the other hand, everyone talks about postpartum depression (presumably on the theory of being aware of potential problems before they arise) and we'll see where I end up as the sleep deprivation sets in long-term, but thus far I appear to have postpartum endorphins instead. It's rather like the high from a new crush: this person's existence makes me incredibly happy. I don't think I've ever had that thing where you look at something for hours and it stamps itself on the insides of your eyelids when you close them happen with a person before, but she was right there by day two. So, yay for that.

careful what you wish for

Baby achieved successful separation as of 3:58 on Thursday morning; I transitioned into active labor probably somewhere around the time Grauwulf came home from work on Wednesday night. ( cut for ridiculous length and not-too-excessively-gorey details )

Oddly, I do have a little more sympathy for the woman saying earnestly that "it's ok if you don't bond with your baby right away because giving birth is such an *interesting* experience." I would still not consider it useful advice for someone who's eight months along, but I kind of get where she's coming from. There's definitely an extent to which birthing uses up a lot of mental circuits, and the full understanding of this tiny creature who you've never met before and to whom you've made a lifetime commitment takes a while to fill in.

On the other hand, everyone talks about postpartum depression (presumably on the theory of being aware of potential problems before they arise) and we'll see where I end up as the sleep deprivation sets in long-term, but thus far I appear to have postpartum endorphins instead. It's rather like the high from a new crush: this person's existence makes me incredibly happy. I don't think I've ever had that thing where you look at something for hours and it stamps itself on the insides of your eyelids when you close them happen with a person before, but she was right there by day two. So, yay for that.

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