Recovery

Fausto is four and a half months old, and I can finally say that I now feel recovered from the ten-month pregnancy and c-section. I had heard conflicting reports on when this would happen. The most optimistic c-section mama said it would take all of two weeks. I think a lot of it has to do with individual definitions of "recovered." For me this has been a combination of physical and emotional factors. Physically, I was eager to feel not just fine, but fit. And the workover my abs got from the c-section made this a lengthy process. Emotionally, it took until about 2 weeks ago for me to feel good about being away from baby long enough to take a yoga class or go kayaking. I think this piece took a lot longer than it would have if we hadn't had the terrifying hospitalization in his first week of life. So, while I still don't fit into most of my old jeans, I can now run a couple of miles (with the jog stroller), do bunches of sun salutations at the yoga studio down the street, and paddle hard against the strong Mississippi current while daddy and baby wait onshore. But it'll probably still be awhile before I'm ready to take off for an afternoon of mountain biking. That's just too much time away from Fausto!