My second baby is now 3 months old and I've finally started coming out of the just-barely-functioning newborn fog. Boy, was it different this time around. Like you, I saw all the blissfully relaxing "honoring my body", super serene instagram posts by women who literally laid in bed for weeks to bask in the newborn sweetness and recover slowly. Pictures of them soaking in the tub, an herbal bath probably with flowers floating on the surface, their newborn nestled on their legs. Sleepy baby-selfies in color-coordinated jammies. That sounds lovely, right? I'm here to tell you that if that is your postpartum reality, you are highly - HIGHLY - privileged and this post is not for you. If you're like me, and you have a husband who works, and an older child/children who require not only your attention but your energy, and maybe you even need to work your way back into the professional sphere as well - this post, my friends, is for you. As with all advice you'l...