As for me, I've been recovering pretty well. Emotionally, I feel great. So many people have asked me if I'm sad or if I'm having a hard time with everything, and I really haven't been at all. I'm not at all sad to not have brought the babies home with me. I knew all along that I was doing this for someone else, and even when the hormones kicked in, all of the emotion was for them. I never got attached to the babies in the same way a woman does in a typical pregnancy because it wasn't a typical pregnancy. None of the feelings are the same. Every doctors appointment, every kick, every contraction, you think of the other family. You know it's for them and that's where the happiness goes. It was a great experience that I know I'll always cherish and be proud of.
Physically, my body is taking a bit longer. I know there were two babies in there and I need to be patient, but it's difficult. I can't quite fit into my old clothes yet, so that's my first goal. I joined a gym today, so that I can start working toward that goal. Little by little, I think I can get there!
