This month has been an appointment free month which is nice. That makes me feel more normal. It's annoying either having to ferry Flynn to appointments with me or to arrange childcare. I don't like having him at hospitals unnecessarily. I worry he'll pick something up there.
So I'm working on my pelvic floor in anticipation of my physio session. I figure if I do some every time I feed Flynn then I'm going to be doing them 6 times a day. They say try and do them when you're doing something else so you remember. I'm trying my best in the hope that I will have improved by the time I see the physio.
Pain-wise, it's manageable and I'm off the painkillers now. I'm no longer living in fear of becoming caffeine addicted Jesse from Saved by the Bell. I'm back to my drug free Jesse self (with less hair). I can stop buying a couple of packets of paracetamol every time I go through the checkout at Aldi on my regular nappy runs.
I've also finally done something I thought I would have done sooner. I've packed away all my maternity clothes and the big post-pregnancy knickers. Finally, I have my old wardrobe back which sort of feels like my new wardrobe as it's been so long since I wore my pre-pregnancy clothes. I'm still avoiding the skinny jeans for now but at least I'm no longer in "Bloomin' marvellous" leggings anymore. I'm not quite back in the shape that I was pre-pregnancy but do you know what, I had a baby and a third degree tear - I needed cake and chocolate. I had both (plus my high fibre diet of course) and it made me happy. I'm in no rush to get on a diet or anything - there are more important things right now.
