As a mum of two, the experience with my second was drastically different from my first. And one of those differences was the sheer amount of confidence and tenacity that came with having done it already.
I remember when we came home with our daughter from the hospital. My husband and I were nervous wrecks. I constantly stared at her. I sat in the backseat just in case anything happened. God forbid she spat up and got milk all over herself.
As those weeks passed by, I felt like I aged a decade. The first time I left the house by myself was when I went to my follow-up appointment with my OBGYN. As I sat in the room waiting for her to come in, I kept looking at my phone to see if everything was okay at home.
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She walks in. I look up, and she tells me to lie down so she can check my stitches. Then she tells me to sit up and get dressed.
She says with a wide smile, "Everything looks good, mama. Your incision is healing quite nicely. Oh, and you’re six weeks postpartum. Your wait is over. You can start having sex now. What are you doing for birth control?"
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