Saturday, April 18, 2009

Post Pregnancy Hormones Stink- Literally!

Every time I woke up last night to feed Vance, I was completely soaked in sweat. My nightgown, my hair, the sheets- all drenched in sweat. I am one Sweaty Betty. The good thing is that my body is getting rid of excess fluids. The bad part is it means that I smell like a boys' locker room when I wake up. I have to apply deodorant twice a day to keep the stench away. I am wondering if anyone else has had this problem or if this is some special hormonal gift just for me.

Sorry if this is too much information, but it's real.

I am still Miss Waterworks too! It is so not fair when you cannot control your emotions, even when you know they are totally irrational.

My mom called this afternoon and asked if she could take the boys to Palm Springs to spend the night at their aunt and uncles, swim and play with their cousins. I asked her to hold and asked Jason if he thought it was okay. He looked at me like I was completely crazy for even asking him and said, "Of course."

This is normally something Jason and I would be rejoicing about- a free night which usually involves some fun escapades not available to us this time since the doc has not given us the go ahead yet.  Again, I know, too much information. 

Still, a quiet night except for our new little guy should have been received as a gift. Instead, all I could think about was that they were all going on a long drive in car and I would not be with them. I had this strong instinct to keep all my birds in the nest. I really didn't want them to go, but I knew they would have so much fun and that I was being irrational aka hormonal.

I helped them pack their stuff, found the DVD player so my mother would arrive in Palm Springs still sane, and lectured them about their expected behavior. When they were ready to go, I hugged and kissed them all. I thought I was going to be fine until I said to my mom, " Make sure they wear sunblock, watch Ty in the pool because he has not been swimming since last summer and (this is where I broke down) drive carefully." All I could think of was that she was taking somewhere around three-quarters of my heart with her in that car. She had better be darn careful.

Note to my mom- I know you are a good driver.

Then I see all three of them looking at me as I stand on the porch, smiling and waving, but obviously crying. They look confused. How do I possibly explain hormones to these little boys?

 I go in the house. Luke gets out of the car and comes in the house. He looks at me and says, "Grandma said to come give you a hug." He walks up to me and gives me a two armed hug, a good hug. This boy is famous for his one armed, "oh if I must hug you", hugs. I say, "Thanks honey, I'm fine." And they go.

So, I am looking forward to these hormones leveling out and being back to my somewhat normal self. In the meantime, I am going to keep drinking lots and lots of water because I have some serious leakage problems.


5 comments:

Sandy at God Speaks Today said...

Just popped over to see your blog after you left a comment on mine. First of all, you are stunning. Second of all, your new baby is simply adorable. I'm all about that new baby stage. It's one of my favorite stages. Third...Girl, I sooooooo had the drenching problem after I gave birth. Oh my. I'd have to change my clothes and the sheets sometimes. Funny thing is, I have it, on a lesser scale, on again off again even now. And I haven't given birth since 1999. Hormonal? I don't know. But I hate it.

I could so relate to everything you wrote here. Right down the the desire t keep all the birds in the nest. I so get that.

Blessings,
Sandy

Jensmere said...

Oh sweetie, I feel your pain! I've been there are done that, 20something years ago, and now I find myself right back in the sweat! I try to keep reminding myself...this too shall pass!

And it will for you as well...
Be blessed,
Susan

bitetherabbit said...

totally hear ya on the Sweaty Betty...I've got a 3.5 month old now and the sweats the second time around were SO bad. I remember waking up in the middle of the night and even my toes were sweating. Blech, glad that's over with.

Julie said...

At 41 years old, and 12 years past my last pregnancy, I wish I could tell you that the emotions have subsided for me. I'm crying like a baby as I read your blog. Uncontrollable, embarrassing tears. You took me back to the very day each of my boys were born. The miracle of a new born baby never ceases to amaze me. The tears however, haven't stopped. Sometimes I think I'm crazy. Once I became a mother I just felt so vulnerable. To everything. Even certain commercials took on new meanings. So I try to embrace the ability to "feel" as I struggle to keep the tears under control. Maybe that's the difference...as the pregnancy hormones subside, maybe we just get better at keeping it under control.

Thank you for reminding me what a miracle and blessing it is to be a mom....and human.

Oksana said...

Oh my, I totally understand the sweating part. I honestly don't really remember about my first two kids, but my last, oh my, I was so HOT, and sweated so much, my nightshirt was always soaking wet, and my sheets. At least it passed by the time my baby was a few weeks old.