My vagina hates me
Yes, you read that right and what proof, you ask, do I have that it hates me?
Well, dear reader...
First there was the postpartum bleeding, you know that turned into several episodes of postpartum hemorrhaging with a fun late night side trip to the ER. Five weeks of postpartum bleeding--okay, I'll give you that...it's not out of line to bleed for five weeks after passing a watermelon out of your vagina.
But then, to add insult to injury...five weeks to the day I delivered, I got my first postpartum period...and bled for three (!) more weeks.
So that makes eight weeks of bleeding.
But wait, there's more.
Following the eight weeks of bleeding, I got what may have been the worst yeast infection ever. If I could have scratched off all of my labial skin, I would have. One coochie cream insert later and things get back to normal...or so I think.
A week later...hello, postpartum period #2. Five days of fun...though never more than spotting and sludge. Not normal.
Fast forward 10 or so days...woke up with very sore throat a few days ago. Go to ENT yesterday, he diagnoses strep. Start 7 day course of antibiotics...today is day #2 on them and already my vagina has started the insane itching. Hello, yeast infection #2.
Between the bleeding and the itching, I think my vagina has given it's two-week notice.
And with that thought in mind, above you'll find a photo of the two best things my vagina has sent into the world...big and lil' sis... (and my vagina would like you to know that 11-week old lil' sis currently weighs half as much as her 22 month-old big sis does (!): 12 lbs., 13 oz. vs. 26 lbs.)