I keep feeling this way too. Postpartum feels like constant grief of the day I met my baby. It’s a day I would like to relive everyday if I could. I feel selfish for not wanting her to get big so fast because I know it’s part of life and it’s a blessing to watch her grow, but it’s still so bittersweet.
I feel you! My third trimester chasing a toddler I was just done with not being able to sleep or move my body the way I wanted. And now I'm blown away that it's already been over a month!