I can't believe I am going to put this in writing. I will probably regret it as soon as I type it...you know how that goes...but here it is: I am not tired anymore!
And it only took 18 months.
When Cara was just a teeny, tiny newborn, I thought I would never get used to the fatigue. I missed my sleep more than just about anything else. Cara wasn't a particularly good napper (as in she didn't nap during the day until she started daycare at four months), but she has always been a pretty good nighttime sleeper. I nursed for about 8 months, and I know she was still waking up to eat twice at night when I went back to work 9 weeks postpartum. I am also fairly certain that she was still occasionally waking up to nurse at night at 6 months. And this is normal for a baby. She's always been really good about bedtime. Even now going on 19 months, she's in bed by 7:30 almost every night, and that means Mommy and Daddy get to hang out. Yay! She gets up pretty early, but I am always up earlier than she is during the workweek.
I wondered if my new sense of restedness (did I make up that word?) was due to all the days off I have had recently. I had 2 weeks off for Christmas and then 3 days off for snow, so we've been home a good bit. But I remember being absolutely exhausted when I was home for maternity leave, so I'm not sure it's really the "at home" part. I fully expect my job to leave me tired at times. It comes with the territory, but it's not the same constant sleep-deprived feeling that comes with a new baby. Maybe I have finally gotten my head wrapped around the role of Mommy.
Even better than the feeling of restedness is that I am really, truly back to my prepregnancy size. Really. I swear. I hit up some after Christmas sales with my shopping buddy Jillian, and I kept picking up the size 4 pants, and when I tried them on, I remembered that I was shopping for new pants because ALL OF MY PANTS WERE TOO BIG. Putting those 2s back on was sweet. I thought I would never get back there, especially when the numbers on the scale were at prepregnancy levels. I haven't lost any pounds since the summer, but I think my hips just returned to their previous positions. THANKYOUSOMUCHFORGOINGBACK!
All the pregnancy books say it takes a year to feel like a human again, but take heart! 18 months later, and I'm *almost* as good as new!