Forget pursuit of yummy mummy-ness (to borrow AM’ s blog title).
I’m just thankful for small favours - time to squeeze in a nap, if only for 10 minutes; to answer the compulsion to log into FB to find out what’s happening in my friends’ fabulous lives now that social networking is my ONLY social life; [...]
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Let me count the ways.
In the hospital…
Offense #1 : Driven by hunger
Ate chicken spaghetti bolognaise on the first postpartum, post-operative day. I was starving and it was the first meal served in the hospital, before anyone delivered food from home
(the confinement aunty says No chicken allowed after surgery!)
Offense #2 : Driven by thirst
Drank leftover Ribena [...]
Day 1 : Oh bummer!
All elucidated in The Labour
Day 2 : I feel like William Hurt in The Doctor
After a dose of midazolam the night before (after kick-starting breastfeeding) I had slept like a baby only to wake up with totally numb lower limbs! So numb I literally just lied there while the nurses [...]
A Pfannenstiel scar, multiple puncture marks, a new diagnosis of hypertension, a flabby abdominal wall and an impossibly cute baby in the arms. I am now a MOTHER
24 August 2009 : An extraordinary day that began ordinarily enough. Checked into the labour suite with high expectations of a successful labour induction and vaginal delivery, but [...]