tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27478786.post116051398430706775..comments2011-01-01T23:22:14.811-08:00Comments on The Path of the Warrior: What's Your Apgar Score?susiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627575472955941912noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27478786.post-1160929198692341232006-10-15T09:19:00.000-07:002006-10-15T09:19:00.000-07:00Here are a few thoughts while typing one handed: #...Here are a few thoughts while typing one handed: # of times I accepted help from friends & family; frequency of showering (direct link to my well being); time spent outside, preferably on a sunny day; minutes spent alone (another direct link to my well being); time spent talking with cool mommy friends who help me maintain perspective; pecentage of wardrobe being worn that is still matenity clothes; minutes spent talking to my husband without children awake; Number of insensitive, idiotic comments from people about anything--baby's size, my size, the labor/birth, etc. Hmmm...apparently I have some thoughts on this subject! Being 8 weeks post-partum I am feeling some distance from that intense early time. Whew! Thanks for talking me down off the ledge a few times!<BR/>-VAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27478786.post-1160667818648686382006-10-12T08:43:00.000-07:002006-10-12T08:43:00.000-07:00Hmmm...that's a tough one, I was extatic when L wa...Hmmm...that's a tough one, I was extatic when L was born. I was very happy, had th ebaby blues a little but it went away really fast. I was really anxious her first year. I was so focused on sleeping that it would keep me up nights! But I was happy. I was also happy with D, I didn't really cry or get weepy. After I got home from the hospital I started to get really stressed out. L had become a very strong willed feisty kid, fun but really hard to deal with. I was overwhelmed with 2 kids so young and I think that was when things went down holl for quite sometime...I really don't remember much of the first year and not much of the second. I was so lucky to have family and a wondrful husband to help. I feel like now I amdoing better, I have good and bad days. The good days I am ready for another one and on the bad days it is enought to make me want to throw up just thinking about it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com