@LabradorFiasco I think it's really interesting. I was surprised by how much of an urge I had to get on with life for both my first and second child.
However my confinement was before birth. I had severe SPD, couldn't leave the house without assistance in the third trimester, and it was incredibly lonely time. I entered motherhood having survived months on 3-4 hours sleep a night broken into 30m segments due to pain. I got far more sleep after birth than before. Within 24 hours of my c-sections I was in less pain and more mobile than I've been for months. I also have Tokophobia, not having overcome my fear and been able to have a child, I was on cloud 9. I suspect that had a lot to do with it, but my experiences postpartum seem light and day different from most peoples.
I expect I'm unusual, the first month postpartum I had boundless energy. It was a surge of energy I have never experienced since. I assumed that I would just crash at some stage, but it just slowly faded away way over the next six months, and returned to 'normal'.
I had to be persuaded not to go to Tesco's on the way home from hospital with my first (formula fed, good sleeper at birth, tricky from 1y+), and then invited my best friend over half an hour after getting home! I don't think I spent a whole day at home for the first few months.
I hosted a party for 30 to 40 people 3 weeks after my first was born, I went on a baking bonanza (with baby in a sling) to cater for it. We shared all baby care and nights equally though so I wasn't remotely tired.
With my second (ebf colicky non sleeping baby), the energy surge was slightly less pronounced possibly because I be had a two year old, but it was still definitely there. Home from hospital on Wednesday. Out to a cafe for lunch on Thursday. Up early on Friday making family breakfast with baby in the sling before going on a day trip out to see friends. Saturday hosting a bbq for friends (though I did let husband cook). Sunday was church and a pub lunch. The following week I was in soft play, going down the slides 😂
None of this makes me better, or hardier than other mums. The hormones just did different things to my body and I was in less pain and more rested.
The idea of a period of confinement makes me want to scream. I think I'd literally be climbing out of a window. I'd also be getting my husband to climb in through the window to give me a break 😀. Thankfully it would have been short for me at least -my lochia had totally stopped by day 10.
When looking into it later, I discovered the 'baby pinks ' which I think I had a version of. It's basically the opposite of the baby blues. It is usually followed by a crash of exhaustion. It was definitely hormonal in nature for me, and incredibly powerful. If that had been negative rather than positive, as it is for most women, I can see how it would be a really hard time.
Postnatal is a very unique time, whatever form it takes. I don't like the idea of women being forced to get back to normal immediately, or to closet themselves away. Everyone's experiences are so different that I really think it needs to be up to the woman, without pressures from societal norms. I wonder if pushing women away from their instincts (whatever those are) is a big contributing factor to postnatal depression.
In your research in the anthropology of breastfeeding, what impact did confinement have on its success? On here it's said a lot that a woman needs peace etc to establish breastfeeding. I didn't have peace (by choice) but I also didn't want to establish breastfeeding. Baby just got took charge and got it sorted. I'm wondering if I just got 'lucky' (I didn't actually want to EBF but baby didn't give me a choice).