Within a few weeks, talk of sexual activity started to arise (no pun intended, lol) in our home. I said, вЂњNoвЂќ and asked the nurse to close the curtain that divided our bedsвЂ¦. I couldnвЂ™t believe she could move like that! I said, вЂњdid you just have a baby?вЂќ She said, вЂњyea, ya want some pizza?вЂќ It was a bizarre encounter. She barreled into the room with the nurse, dropped her things on top of the dresser, flopped onto the bed, picked up the phone and ordered a pizza for delivery! I was laying completely still and staring deep into the eyes of 6 hour old Erica Patterson when my roommate arrived. Once I was settled, I planned on staying put for as long as possible. It took me about a half hour to ease myself into bed and nudge an inch at a time into a comfortable position, ooh-ing and ahh-ing while wincing in pain with each nudge. I remember being taken to my postpartum room after delivery. When I wasnвЂ™t focused on one, I was focused on the other. I nurtured my anatomy as tenderly as I nurtured my new baby. I diluted my urine with warm water (with that uhh-mayy-zing peri-bottle), I softly patted it dry and I sprayed it with soothing aloe spray every chance I got. Afterward, it required a tremendous amount of patience, understanding and TLC. Or should I say, hand in scissor in hand, in vaginaвЂ¦. My vagina was terrified after childbirth.Дў0 years ago, having a baby and having an episiotomy went hand in hand. I am always astounded to hear of a mom who arrives at her 6 week postpartum doctor/midwife appointmentвЂ¦ PREGNANT!

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