So, it was just over a week ago that I found out that Reilly was a prime candidate for ear tubes. I pretty much knew this going into the appointment, but that didn't at all help the immediate anxiety I felt when the nurse came in to schedule the surgery. UM...SURGERY? Couldn't we have called it a procedure?
I was pretty proud that I didn't break down in the Dr.'s office, I held it together until I was nearly home. Then it hit me, my baby was going to have SURGERY. As in, they were going to take him from me, put him to sleep, slice his ear drums, poke around in his nose and then wake him back up, SURGERY. I was so not ready for it.
It was a long 10 days for Monday, April 25th to show up. That's a long time to come up with a million ways something could go wrong. Besides that, I'm not the most patient mommy when it comes to my little man.
Yesterday morning arrived, and we found ourselves at the hospital at 6:10. We were there with 4 other little buddies (who evidently knew that it was okay to stay in their jammies...not Reilly, he was fully dressed poor kid!) and we all go checked in. We headed up to the surgery waiting room about 6:40 and were called back to the room somewhere around 7:00 am. The parade of nurses began and we answered our questions, dressed him in his "very tired tiger" hospital gown and very sassy yellow booties.
The pre-op nurse came in and I knew time was getting short. (The pre-op nurse is a whole 'nother story for a whole 'nother day. Of course, I was crying far worse than Reilly, who was just miffed that his toosh was hanging out and catching a draft, but otherwise quite content. She went through the last minute instructions and procedures and said it was time to go. Since Dave was still holding him and he didn't want to much to do with the hospital bed/crib, she asked if he would be "squirrely" going down the hall. We both shook our heads yes so she called for back up. Great...calling for backup before we've left the prep room.
At 7:30, the operating room nurse showed up so the pre-op nurse could carry Rei down the hall. I of course was a puddle of tears as he was leaving and he was just looking back at us over her shoulder at us like, "C'mon mom and dad, catch up."
We were taken back to the waiting room, where I was still blubbering and people were staring. Nice. We sat out there for about 30 minutes, pretending to be interested in the Today Show and the Royal Wedding. About 8:00, the receptionist lady called me over because the Dr. was on the phone. He quickly told me that all went well and there was a whole heap of disgusting fluid in my baby's ears that would now go away. He said it wouldn't be long before we were able to see him.
About 10 minutes later, we were called back to his recovery room to help him come out of anesthesia. Other than watching my baby go down the hall without me, this was the hardest part. His little body and mind didn't have a clue where he was, what he was doing and why he was there. He was crying. Like, real tears crying. He's not a cryer, so this was so horrible for all three of us. It took him about 15 minutes to fully recognize us and get his bearings. 15 minutes was a REALLY LONG TIME. He was finally able to have something to eat and drink (nutter butters and apple juice!) and we got him settled down.
All of this and we were back HOME by 9:00 am. I felt as if we had run a marathon by 9:00. Talk about an emotionally draining and exhausting day.
If this is the only surgery my boy has to have, I'll be a really happy mom.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Lessons Learned!
As I look back at the time in my life where I was choosing a profession, I think maybe I chose teaching because of the days off I would get. (Ok...that's not really true, I've ALWAYS known I wanted to be a teacher, but the days off sure are a bonus!)
Last week was one of those times that we didn't have school. It kinda makes me giggle that the rest of the working world doesn't get random "Spring Breaks" or days off, but teachers do, (The teacher in me wants to point out that these are WELL DESERVED BREAKS) and it makes me happy that sometimes we get off and others don't.
Reilly and I spent a pretty quiet week together overall. I so appreciate and love the time that I get to spend with friends and family that doesn't normally happen on any other week. Time is set aside to catch up on the lives of people who we love and are dear to us. We got to do this two days with two special friends. We also got to go on another AMAZING Longaberger Bus Trip that was hosted by my 3 favorite Longaberger Consultants.
As a relatively new mom, I learn so many lessons each and every day. Spring Break is no different. Actually, more lessons are learned on a daily basis because I spend so much more time with my little man.
Here are my top 10 most important lessons that I learned over Spring Break.
10. Reilly is busy. All the time. He never sits still. Ever.
9. Trying to clean with a 17 month old is pretty much useless. For every toy you put away, 4 more are pulled out.
8. I need to make more time to hang out with friends and be a part of their daily lives. I got to spend time with two dear friends finally, after way to long, and I was reminded how much I've missed them.
7. I'm not the best person to be around when my son gets pooped on by a bird at the zoo. I was not a picture of calmness.
6. We do not pay the amazing Ms. Betsy nearly enough, by 2:30 every afternoon, I was EXHAUSTED.
5. Growing caterpillars into butterflies creeps me out. I get that it's the whole life cycle. It's still gross and I don't like to see it.
4. My son is not a good sleeper when he is not in his crib. (Ok, I knew this, but I was reminded a lot when he was up from 4am-10pm on Friday and 6:45am-midnight on Saturday.)
3. Reilly does not get his luck from me. He won a Longaberger basket in a door prize drawing while we were at the Homestead. I won nothing.
2. My sisters are two of the most giving, selfless people I know. They hosted a bus trip to the Longaberger Homestead for 22 people, where they had over 90 Longaberger prizes to give away on the bus. I came home with 2 woven traditions pizza plates-(Longaberger pottery), an oil bottle and 2 dipping plates -(Longaberger pottery), a wrought iron fruit bowl -( Longaberger wrought iron), a potpourri basket - (Longaberger basket) and a pumpkin pie spiced candle (Longaberger candle). All for free. Just for playing games.
1. I am the luckiest mommy in the world. My son is the luckiest nephew in the world. I'm so blessed to have sisters that help me be the best mom that I can be to the coolest kid on Earth!
Last week was one of those times that we didn't have school. It kinda makes me giggle that the rest of the working world doesn't get random "Spring Breaks" or days off, but teachers do, (The teacher in me wants to point out that these are WELL DESERVED BREAKS) and it makes me happy that sometimes we get off and others don't.
Reilly and I spent a pretty quiet week together overall. I so appreciate and love the time that I get to spend with friends and family that doesn't normally happen on any other week. Time is set aside to catch up on the lives of people who we love and are dear to us. We got to do this two days with two special friends. We also got to go on another AMAZING Longaberger Bus Trip that was hosted by my 3 favorite Longaberger Consultants.
As a relatively new mom, I learn so many lessons each and every day. Spring Break is no different. Actually, more lessons are learned on a daily basis because I spend so much more time with my little man.
Here are my top 10 most important lessons that I learned over Spring Break.
10. Reilly is busy. All the time. He never sits still. Ever.
9. Trying to clean with a 17 month old is pretty much useless. For every toy you put away, 4 more are pulled out.
8. I need to make more time to hang out with friends and be a part of their daily lives. I got to spend time with two dear friends finally, after way to long, and I was reminded how much I've missed them.
7. I'm not the best person to be around when my son gets pooped on by a bird at the zoo. I was not a picture of calmness.
6. We do not pay the amazing Ms. Betsy nearly enough, by 2:30 every afternoon, I was EXHAUSTED.
5. Growing caterpillars into butterflies creeps me out. I get that it's the whole life cycle. It's still gross and I don't like to see it.
4. My son is not a good sleeper when he is not in his crib. (Ok, I knew this, but I was reminded a lot when he was up from 4am-10pm on Friday and 6:45am-midnight on Saturday.)
3. Reilly does not get his luck from me. He won a Longaberger basket in a door prize drawing while we were at the Homestead. I won nothing.
2. My sisters are two of the most giving, selfless people I know. They hosted a bus trip to the Longaberger Homestead for 22 people, where they had over 90 Longaberger prizes to give away on the bus. I came home with 2 woven traditions pizza plates-(Longaberger pottery), an oil bottle and 2 dipping plates -(Longaberger pottery), a wrought iron fruit bowl -( Longaberger wrought iron), a potpourri basket - (Longaberger basket) and a pumpkin pie spiced candle (Longaberger candle). All for free. Just for playing games.
1. I am the luckiest mommy in the world. My son is the luckiest nephew in the world. I'm so blessed to have sisters that help me be the best mom that I can be to the coolest kid on Earth!
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