As the days are ticking by, I am getting more anxious... mostly I am thinking of the time right after the operation, where I will need support to get by. In the morning I will not be able to do everything for Thor, and that is scary. Currently I do everything, from waking up, to getting him ready with a new nappy, clothes, entertaining him and he usually wants a hot chocolate in the morning. But when I am freshly operated, I will not be able to do all these things. According to the hospital, the first two-three weeks are the most sensitive ones, where I am not allowed to lift heavy and have to be careful in my movements and how I engage the muscles in the stomach region. Well, with a toddler that means that I cannot do this alone.
I am worried, that I will not be able to cope. My man is not an early bird, and I am not sure if he will rise to the occasion. I can probably engage the extra granny, but I am also not sure how that would look, in practice... for now all she does is pick him up and play with him for some hours once a week. To switch to a caring role, in the home, in the morning, I don't know if that is a good idea or would work.
Some days I am more hopeful than others. Today, not so much... I'm feeling down and pessimistic.
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