Popping back in to catch up.
Meglet am so sorry. Be kind to yourself and don't try to be superwoman. Not alot else to say without sounding patronising so i won't. I lost my dad when I was 17 after a long illness so I feel for you.
Fanny big hugs and hope DD is getting better - yep, don't we just seem to fret and worry more than they do?!
And whatever happens, you will cope - you just will. Lean on whoever you need to, forget the house as long as its safe and functional and concentrate on you, new baby and DD. I bet you surprise yourself with what you can do.
I didn't get a room after my c section but did get put into the transitional care room cos I had Strep B during labour - basically a room of max 4 beds, each with its own post natal nurse. That really helped.
But, yeah, cry and cry some more. I can't remember if you've had a section with DD, if not - get up as soon as you can and get in the shower.
Thanks for all the comments about sudocrem and bits. I hope i didn't offend you lollipop. I have strong views about DD's right to her own body due to terrible issues with my own mum (staunch catholic - 'you don't need to know anything and keep away from bits').
I am just happy that she's not unusual in investigating bits and also routines.
We generally don't have the sort of poos that she can get her hand into (TMI ) but on the odd occasion it 'spreads', I would rather she didn't investigate those!!
I'm currently trying to distract her from wanting sudocrem on her bits every night. She fell and skinned her knees for the very first time at the weekend plus the cat scratched her thigh, so we're putting a dab on those war wounds every night on the understanding that once they go, we stop the sudocrem. That's the theory anyway!
I don't know what to call her bits. Vagina sounds so clinical. Willy is a nice term and wish there was the equivalent for girls. Fanny was used by boys at my school as a derogatory term so i don't like it. Hmmmm.
And I do love DP but we have different views on some things. We had a row last night cos he is a bit of an obsessive with tidying up after tea and I'd rather clean stuff up after C's in bed - working FT means every minute at night is precious. i also am more relaxed about mess than he is. He hates it when, for example, I blow bubbles in the house (which C adores) and insists we go outside. Sigh.