I am bored.
I’ve been doing a lot of sitting/lying around lately because the nurses told me that the more I do–the more movement there is–the more fluid there will be, and that if I don’t have to do something, don’t. So with that and the thought of having the expanders removed and facing months with no breasts, only to start again, I’m trying to rest as much as I can. With 3 kids–one a toddler–it is extremely hard. My husband is doing a wonderful job, and we have my parents and my husband’s aunt alternating weeks here to help out, but you moms out there know what I mean when I say it is so hard to resist doing that load of laundry, sweeping that floor, etc.
I have assigned chores to the older kids and the 8-year-old did several things this morning without complaint. The 14-year-old is going to have dog washing duty this afternoon. He isn’t happy about it. Too bad so sad. At least I’m not having him attempt to groom them. That will have to wait a few more weeks.
Being that school is out and kids are hanging around, the noise level is getting to me. If I could afford to check in to some fantabulous place to go through this entire process, I would. The boys argue, the toddler screeches every time the 8-year-old gets within 3 feet of her (his usual MO is that he takes things from her he feels she shouldn’t have) and my overworked husband is trying not to lose his sanity. Meanwhile I am sitting trying to resist the urge to get up and do things I know I shouldn’t.
On a lighter note my breasts are looking better. The redness has faded and the small spot where fluid has been leaking hardly leaked at all yesterday. I’ve been moving around a bit more today and I do notice a little more leakage when I got up this morning. Perhaps it is because I got up from a lying position. I don’t know. I’m sure I’ll be checking everything 10 times today anyway. The little spot itself appears to be smaller. Small progress but progress nonetheless. Heal boobies, heal.