DD was born on Sunday weighing a hefty 10lb 2oz, I had a 24 hour labour but managed to push her out with only gas and air and a small tear. We came home on Monday and whilst I'm sore I'm feeling ok considering what my body has been through.
DS (6) is super excited about his little sister and has been desperate for me to take him/pick him up from school so he can show her off, and I think also for some semblance of normality. DP had been doing the school run but yesterday afternoon I felt well enough and DD was asleep so we popped her in the pram and had a little outing. DS was so happy to see me and DD and proudly pushed the pram home again, the other mums all cooed adoringly and I felt quite chuffed with myself that we'd managed it.
This morning DP took DS to school as DD was up half the night and I was still in my pjs. One of the other mums sidled up to him in the playground and said "not so smug now then". When he asked what she meant, she said "well yesterday was obviously a fluke, you didn't manage to get everyone here this morning did you".
This is a mum who I would usually consider a friend, AIBU to think she could be a bit more supportive, and not call me smug just because I once managed to get out of the house in time for school pick up with a 3 day old baby. It felt like a major achievement to me, and now I feel a bit crap about it. Of course it could just be my hormones on overdrive and I'm being a bit over sensitive?