After the surgery I spent most of my time laying down watching movies and being a bump on a log. Today I went to visit my mom, who said she'd help with the baby so I didn't have to worry about lifting him. I proceeded to take an hour-long nap on her couch while the baby played with cars and watched Thomas the Tank Engine. Wow. Guess I was tired!
Right now, I'm thanking my lucky stars that I accidentally decided to schedule this surgery before my July families start heading into their birthing times. This would be so, so miserable if I couldn't exert myself at all out of fear of popping stitches. Eek!
Here's to healing!