The night before surgery...
He was naked after his bath showing me the new dance moves his Daddy taught him. I won't show you the other pictures!!
Here's Sam in his little tiger gown with his sleepsak. While he no longer wears it to bed, he still snuggles with it like a blankie. Looks like my own little Linus.
After surgery, Sam woke up really disoriented, crying and he really couldn't calm down for a bit. I don't blame him. His biggest issue was the IV taped onto his hand which of course had to stay in for 30 more minutes. Once that came out he was able to calm down and relax a bit with me. We were released and as I buckled him into the car seat he promptly threw up. Uggh. I hate cleaning out the car seats. Had he done it 2 minutes earlier, someone at the surgery center could have cleaned it up! Just saying.
We came home and all he wanted to do was snuggle on my lap. He sat their silently not moving for an hour and then fell asleep for an hour. Not a bad way to spend a morning! By lunchtime I had to get things ready for the girls so he decided he could finally eat. (McDonalds pancakes of course).
And after his 5 hour nap he woke up feeling a little less grouchy and a little more like himself. By bedtime he was finally back to playing with his toys and talking my ear off.
I'm really hoping that's the last time we have that procedure done. But we'll see. But I do agree, it's only minor if it's not your own child!!
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