Came on to say the same as all of you…what the actual f***! Make it make sense
i had an episiotomy, foreceps and tore and could barely stand for days (I was sent home before blood results came back which meant they missed the fact I needed a transfusion) anyways it was awful. I remember it being agony each time I had to shuggle the the end of the bed to make a bottle cos of the next to me crib (milk didn’t come in thanks to not getting the transfusion quickly enough, not that I need to explain) I was in a post birth daze despite all the above not posing in the mirror. I’ve had a lot of therapy for what materialised in my mind after and ongoing physical treatment, but despite all this you are just so mesmerised about bringing a life into the world.