Thursday, December 18, 2008

Portpartum meltdown!

Ok, so it's probably pretty clear from the last post that we made it home from the hospital (being that even in the Bahamas they have anally restrictive rules about "no pugs in the hospital"). So I was going to blog about the first meeting...



In addition to that, Tia Lali arrived this afternoon so I was going to blog some pretty funny stuff about Tia Lali's "self infllicted" difficulties in getting to here...

I was even going to get sentimental... I was going to first show proof positive that Radar actually does have eyes (since in every picture up until now he has chosen to keep the lids down)... then I was going to tell you how I hold him, just staring at his face in utter awe that I played any part in making something so perfect and beautiful... that I almost cry every time I look at him because I am totally consumed by love...

Oh boy did I have plans to entertain those of you who are still checking in...

But then at about 6:30pm my mood started to abruptly change... I started to feel annoyed with everyone except Radar... and not just annoyed, but super deep angry annoyed... with my mom... with Lali... with the pug (ok, so for me to be annoyed with my mom might not surprise everyone, but for those who know me best, me being annoyed with Lali and the pug is a leading indicator of a total collapse). In addition to the uber angry annoyed feeling, my incision was hurting and my feet were puffing up into marshmallows. Then the eruption. My mom was offering to prepare my meds for me and she suggested an idea that was perfectly reasonable... so I blew up! I started to cry uncontrollably. Then she made the mistake of trying to be nice and console me (what was she thinking)... I was crying convulsively and that was hurting my incision even more.

So the intervention team forced some antibiotics on me and took over baby duties for 2 to 3 hours after escorting me to the bedroom for a desperately needed nap. Before drifting off to sleep though, I sobbed in bed convulsively for a good half hour and started to have irrational thoughts about a blood clot that was going to go to my heart and kill me right there in bed. There are no pictures to show of this collapse since anyone who might have tried to take a picture of me at the time would be risking life and limb.

I've be awake again for more than 2 hours now and seem to have regained control... It was a first and although I hope it was a last, I just thought I'd warn you that there seems to be a pretty scary postpartum monster lurking just beneath the surface!!

Love and apologies to Mom, Lali and most especially, the pug,
Titi

5 comments:

megat said...

nice boy

Dardo said...

This is why I decided to visit after the new year! Let the monster recoil. I could be wrong though. Maybe it'll be ten times worse in January...

The Science Pundit said...

He's soooo lovable!!!

Anonymous said...

Well it looks like you might be in for a bit of a wild ride. Just focus on how blessed you are to have such a beautiful baby. And how blessed you are to have family that loves you there helping you out. And how blessed you are to have other family that loves you NOT there annoying you. Love you always... Marco

Cousin Laurie said...

Please don't worry about what you're feeling. Mom had meltdown after I was born. My Dad invited everyone over to see me, to the point where neither Mom nor I was getting any rest at all, and she ended up sitting in our backyard just crying and crying. Finally she told my Dad NO MORE VISITORS and things improved.
It is good to have the support like your mom and Tia Lali, but sometimes you just need that little alone time to let it all go.
It's been an amazing and emotional 48 hours. Hang in there. It will get better!
And I think he is an awfully handsome boy! Good work!