Postpartum Meltdown

This week I had an emotional meltdown, while I was trying to cook dinner, take care of Jonah, do laundry, and all the things a good mother should be able to juggle at the same time.  Drew is back to work, and it has been 3 weeks after all.  Except I still can't stand for more than 2 minutes before I ache.  Maybe 5 if I sway my hips, clench my jaw, and tell my wimpy self through the tears that merely standing is not a difficult task.  Then I collapse in a chair to recover.  All I want to do is be able to take care of my family!  I just physically can't.  Yet.