I suffered a 4th degree tear 5 weeks ago and have had the horrific realisation today that my stitches have broken down and will possibly require reconstructive surgery.
I can't explain to my OH how the healing,infection, pain and general discomfort of this whole situation has made me feel, other than saying I feel robbed of the most magical time of my life by my labour injuries.
Can anyone else relate to this? I really have to have a word with myself some days and say 'you survived, she survived, you have a roof over your head and this problem will he's eventually' but it doesn't take away the days I can't sit down properly or go for long walks with my baby.
I assume it gets better? I say... into a glass of crisp Pinot Grigio...