Now when I see mom's during the first month post partum, I cringe a little for them. Because, if we're all honest, it just plain sucks. PPD or not, no one's having fun. But it gets better. I didn't believe it at the time, but everyone was right. It did get better. I still feel anxious from time to time, but more of a "normal" anxiousness. And I can't remember the last time I cried, which feels so good to say. And now I'm the person telling new moms "What you're doing is insanely tough, but it's going to get better. I know you don't believe me, but I promise it'll get better!"
Asleep in her stroller, not bad for the baby that couldn't be put down a few weeks earlier.
Cheesin with daddy.
Happy 3 months, LE! We survived :-)
(Our celebration today includes a round of shots...and not the fun kind. Sorry, baby.)