Faces of Postpartum
Faces of Postpartum
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Lisa, Stafford VA (1/4)

“The birth of my first son was so surreal. When I touched him, I felt like I was touching myself. I couldn’t feel where his body or my body ended. I remember thinking, “This is me! This is what an extension of me feels like!” He was so big. He looked like a bear! I didn’t go outside the house for two months after we came back home with him. I had fifty-four stitches so I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t even take baths, which is my only relaxing thing. I could barely stand up. I didn’t go downstairs for the first week and my husband would do everything because it was too painful. We walked up to the mailbox one day, I was like, ‘Oh my God… this is crazy.’ He took the full three months of my maternity leave with me. I don’t know what I would have done without him. He’s a firefighter and, one day, he had to leave for a fitness test. I was like “Where are you going? When are you coming back? Should we ALL come with you?” I was so nervous but he was super reassuring. It was a lot, just so demanding. For example, the whole breastfeeding thing… nobody tells you that your independence will be gone. It was hard. But at least, I wasn’t alone."