About a week postpartum I genuinely feared that I would be stuck on that couch for months. Silly me not to trust this old body of mine. True I put a lot of strain on it over the past nine months and true it didn’t bounce back right away like it had after my first two deliveries but really it only took an extra week or so and now I can see that silver lining just fine.
Today I feel I have hit a milestone in recovery. A big one. I guess all that sitting and waiting payed off.
Today I felt like taking a walk.
This is something I’ve been wanting to do for a while but knew that I wasn’t ready yet. I’ve been walking, just not for leisure. There have been plenty of doctor appointments and weigh ins for our little Hollis over his first 3 weeks but the walking was only to and from the car to where I was going. Nothing much more than that. But not today, todays walk was heaven. Just a slow walk with the family around the neighborhood. A stop here and there to visit with friends or for one of the kids to climb a tree or to snap a picture of the lovely evening or just to stop and look at the little arms and legs of my not so tiny newborn.