Ok, since it's taken me 20 days to get back here to finish the story, I'll sumarize.
The night after giving birth was a total blur of breastfeeding (more on that later) and morphine. Man, that's some good shyt. The next mornign I was totally out of it when two nurses breased in at 6am to tell me that I was to get up and was around! I'm like...you've got the wrong girl. I'm recovering from surgery. Nope...they rolled me around to check my nether regions then got me up and out of bed. The catheter came out so I had to walk an agonizing 5 feet to the bathroom, which was torture. Now, I understand that with a 'traditional birth' it's worse, as there's stinging and whatnot going on. But next time you sit on the john, think about the abdominal muscles you use to sit and get up. If you're feeling up to it, imagine how you use those muscles to take a crap...that came much much later though.
After the trip to the bathroom, I was exhausted. I was feeding her on demand, but my nipples were sore and cracked and bleeding so that wasn't any fun at all. They took away the morphine and I thought they would just bring me the percocet but apparently I had to ask for them. So, 5 hours go by and I'm in serious abdominal pain with the after contractions and staples in my gut. In that time, no less than 10 different people came in to poke me or ask me questions or give me information. The lactation specialist, who I called Cornflake Girl, was the last in the sea of folks and I needed her help the most, but I couldn't concentrate on her cuz I was hungry and needed meds and had to pee but no one came when I called the nurse and.....

That's when my mother came. I was having a total breakdown, crying my eyes out and I hear the overly chearful voice coming down the hall. I looked at Blixx and said simply "No." He ran over and grabbed her before she could get in the room. I was an absolute mess. A wonderful nurse took charge and let me cry it out as she escorted me to the bathroom (I wasn't allowed out of my bed unescorted for the first few trips) then back to bed for a nap. It got better after that, although when my mother & her dick came back later in the afternoon I noticed that my mother is super uncomfortable with my breastfeeding. She practicly ran screaming from the room - big confidence builder there!

Ladies - breasfeeding is hard. You'd think it would come naturally, since we have the boobs all our lives, but nope. The baby has the general idea if where to go and what to do, but latching on correctly takes some skill. It hurts at first, especially if your little one has the bad habit of 'slipping off' which means she isn't latched on the right way. When my milk came in, I was miserable. My big boobs turned GIGANTIC and developed a life of their own. I've never felt a fake boob, but I imagine that an overfilled boob on me feels about the same...hard and ready to burst. It's better now, although when she sleeps for 4 hours stretches at night (Woo Hoo! A long stretch!) they get painful and I certainly can't sleep on my tummy.

The staples came out the day before I left the hospital and it didn't hurt like I thought it was going to. It's been 6 weeks since Cass was born and I'm feeling pretty much back to my old self. My back hurts from the lifting of baby and big boobs, as well as being all out of whack after being pregnant for so long. I've got chiro appt tomorrow to help that out. I've got a scar across the top of my hairline that will fade in time. I'm back to my pre-pregnancy weight, so I guess I've got to be thankful that I was on that crazy diet for the diabetes since no one I know bounces back in the weight department like I have, so I've very very lucky. I'm shaped differently and my tummy fat has a giggle to it that wasn't there before, but that's due to the stretching and in time will get firmer. Looks like I'll have to actually DO SOMETHING about it though. The diabetes is gone, but I'm still at risk for type 2 so I've got to loose like 20 lbs. I'll take it slow and won't go on any crazy diets, because what I eat still directly effects my little lady. Hopefully my OBGYN will give me the ok to use tampons again so I can go in the pool this summer. I knew that there would be a discharge for a while, but I had a full out peroid for a month after she was born. I still have to wear light days just in case. I guess not having my period for 9 months so I've got to pay the piper now.