Fertility Diaries: They Dreamed of Motherhood Together
Lessons in Motherhood
Jenny was fortified during these tough days by a long, chatty lunch at
Applebee's with Jody and Carrie on the day before Andrew's birthday. "We
took over the place — there was baby stuff everywhere," laughs Jody. Carrie
brought her daughter, Payton, then 10 weeks old, much to the delight of little
Nora. "She was just enthralled with Payton," Jody recalls. "She
constantly wanted to play with her stuff and look at her. It was so
New mom Carrie and mom-to-be Jody grilled Jenny about everything from what
to buy for the baby (and what not to buy) to breast-feeding tips. She advised
them to invest in the real "Hooter Hider" for nursing in public instead
of skimping on cheap imitations. "It's so nice and reassuring to have a
friend who's gone through it so recently — someone you can ask anything,"
says Carrie. "My sisters didn't breast-feed, so I'm always saying, 'Jenny,
help, is this normal? Jenny, what should I do?'"
The first weeks of motherhood had been harder for Carrie than for most new
moms. Payton was healthy and beautiful, but Carrie had sustained a rare and
painful injury to her pelvic ligaments, called pubic symphysis separation,
during delivery. After Payton was born on March 2, Carrie spent the next two
weeks getting around with the help of a walker; she was able to hold her
daughter but unable to pick her up and carry her around. "As soon as I
could get rid of the walker, I did, and then I just hobbled," Carrie says.
"I'm kind of stubborn that way." Jenny and Jody called often to offer
their support, and Jody stopped by with lunch and gossip.
More than two months later, after six weeks of physical therapy, Carrie was
still struggling with chronic pain.
Carrie: It took about a month to get back to walking normally, but
there are still problems. I'll walk the dog and he'll turn in a direction I
wasn't expecting, and pain shoots up my body. Most people would say,
"You're fine, you can walk." Yes, I can, but I used to be very active —
I worked out a lot, and the things my husband and I like to do are very
physical, like hiking off the beaten path. When I saw my niece, who takes
gymnastics, she asked, "Aunt Carrie, how do I do a straddle jump?" I
did gymnastics and cheerleading growing up, so I went to show her — and
realized I couldn't. It's hard not to be able to do things you've always been
able to do. I've decided to change doctors, to one who's more proactive in
dealing with my condition and making sure it won't happen again with another
birth. Things are still improving, but nobody's told me what to expect over the