- First few days breasts produce colostrums
- 3-5 days after birth full milk comes in
- blah blah blah
- six week check after birth
- blah blah blah
- two years later you might feel like having sex again
Week one:
- Get home and realise that the hospital may have given you the right baby but they have sent you home with someone else’s body.
- Realise you can cut your own toenails and shave your legs by yourself, without several mirrors and contortions worthy of the Chinese state circus.
- Squeeze into jeans – admittedly your husbands.
- Breasts swell to size resembling Dolly Parton
- First attempt at lying on your stomach in over six months despite being hampered by pneumatic breasts.
- Squeeze into a pair of pre-pregnancy denims, well okay they are a pair of shorts with a high lycra content but still pre-pregnancy denim.
- Squeeze into non-maternity trousers that do not have a drawstring waist.
- Realise that you might be physically able to cut your toenails or shave your legs but you don´t actually have time to.
- Squeeze into your own pair of pre-pregnancy jeans, they don’t close but with the cunning use of a hair elastic threaded through the button and button hole and a long top no-one will know. And yes okay, they always were a little too big.
- Brave the skinny jeans – let’s just say it is a little too soon for those.
- Re-organise wardrobe, out with the maternity wear and in with pre-pregnancy clothes, well the ones that fit.
Now about the wardrobe reorganising;
During my pregnancy I put on two stone, equal to 28 pounds or 14 kilos, which is nearly a third of my pre-pregnancy body weight. One baby, several humongous wee’s and a couple of weeks of breastfeeding later and I am back to only three and a half kilos (seven pounds / half a stone) over my pre-pregnancy weight. Yay!
I have an extra couple of inches on my hips and several thousand on my bust so there should be something in my pre-pregnancy wardrobe that should fit.
Lots of my trousers and skirts now fit because I either brought or made them as the smallest size available and they hung on my hips. Now I know what it feels like to have fitted clothes. Everything else is just plain too small still.
For tops I always took fitted styles so anything very fitted now just looks like a dolls hanky when held up to my new Partonesque frontage. Fortunately I have lots of t-shirts which means I am not walking round in just my skirts and maternity bra. This makes going to the shops so much less embarrassing.
Dresses – well let’s just forget those as they were all fitted to my bust.
So now my post pregnancy wardrobe is lots of bottoms and t-shirts, a perfect excuse to shop for clothes or the makings to make clothes.



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