At this time last week I was lying in a hospital bed in a semi-private room (all the private ones were taken), exhausted, sore, and itchy from all the meds I had been given. Tonight, Tom and I went for a relatively long and vigorous walk. I really can't believe how good I feel. After Henry was born it was at least two weeks before I could manage a walk around the block without becoming exhausted. I always blamed the c-section, but now I can say that it was more likely the two days of labor, followed by surgery, that wrecked me so badly. Anyway, everyone who told me that recovering from a scheduled c-section is way easier than it is if you labor first were totally right. The fact that I'm getting something resembling a decent sleep most nights helps, too.
Dexter is adding a few short periods of alertness to his routine, but I'd estimate he's sleeping about 21-22 hours a day. Mom and I are taking him to Sears for a portrait tomorrow. I'm hoping we can get an open-eye picture for his birth announcement, but I won't get my hopes up.
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