I will enjoy the last weeks of my pregnancy and I will try to enjoy the anticipation.
I will make sure I have all my bathroom necessities in all bathrooms.
I will not attempt to do dishes or clean for, at the bare minimum of, four weeks.
I will not feel bad about that.
I will ask the doctors how to take care of me. At the hospital – all the information given to me was how to care for this precious little baby. That came more naturally to me than I expected – but how to take care of my traumatized body was something I wasn’t prepared for.
I will make freezer meals, have paper plates and lots of snacks.
Water bottles will be at every nursing station.
I will realize what I’ve just done – given birth – and celebrate the miracle of life as well as the strength, energy and courage that it took to get that baby out. I will remind myself that I am a warrior.
I will not be afraid to take the baby into public or outside or in the car nor be afraid to bath the babe.
I will ask for help.
I will not feel guilty for taking naps when we have company.
I will remind myself that I am beautiful whether I’m dressed with makeup or in my pajamas and a disheveled ponytail.
I will not do laundry for the aforementioned four week period – at least.
I will not even think about working out, restricting calories or shedding excess baby weight I’m ready, emotionally and physically.
I know I will cry – and I will not apologize for any of it. It happens.
I will put away clothes with maternity tags.
I will stock up our DVR with my guilty pleasure shows like Full House, Gilmore Girls and Friends (even though I’ve seen them all more than a few times).
I will try to understand that needing a break from my baby doesn’t make me a bad mom and doesn’t mean I don’t love him. It means I need a moment to myself, to sleep, eat, shower, brush my teeth and regroup.
I will enjoy my pajamas.
I will shower every day.
I will call my girlfriends when I’m ready.
I will make play dates when I’m ready.
I will sleep, cry and remember to laugh because all too soon I will be back to work and he or she will be growing out of newborn onesies.