Surgery #3!

So as most of you know, our lucky fin went in on Thursday for his third surgery. This one was for his right hand to separate the ring finger and pinky.

This was taken long time ago but you can see where his fingers are connected. You may or may not be able to tell that the pinky tip isn't very well connected. Well when we went in for our pre-op appointment the Dr. had me sign amputation papers for the tip of his finger because he didn't think he would be able to save it at all. Let me tell you, that was horrible. Signing papers that had the word 'amputation' all over it was awful! Knowing that it would be fine either way and my son wouldn't know the difference but gosh. Rough signature. 

Anyway.

We got there bright and early on Thursday morning since surgery was scheduled for 8 am. This time around was much easier because he could walk. Last time he was only crawling and we couldn't very well put him on the hospital floor to crawl around. But now he could walk and he owned that hospital. He was walking up and down those hallways blowing kisses to anyone that walked by him. It was precious and all the nurses fell in love with him. Who wouldn't?! Plus this time he could have a little bit of juice when he woke up in the morning which seemed to hold him off on his hunger which was a HUGE relief! 

One of the worst parts is right before surgery when he is just screaming and crying because he has been up for hours but hasn't been able to eat anything since the night before. As a mom you have this desire to feed them (as any parent should lol) but you can't so you just sit there and hold them while they scream and cry :( awful. 

So we get up to the surgery holding area and they gave him some sleepy type drugs. Holy cow was that hilarious! He was acting like he was drunk and couldn't walk or sit up. Very funny, we were all giggling at him and dad took a video so we can show his future wife some day! 

Now, while we were waiting they go over all surgery details again and they originally said it would be 1.5 hours but that morning they said only an hour. Awesome! But of course we said take your time and walked out into the waiting room to wait that horrible hour that we had ahead of us. 

We killed time by eating and grad school and Aaron even played some video games and next thing we know the Dr. is walking out. I think to myself that this can't be good. It hasn't been an hour and something was wrong.

**back story**

For whatever reason, this surgery really had me freaked out. I kept thinking something was going to go wrong. I kept praying God would take those thought away and He never did so I thought it was preparation for when something went wrong. So seeing the Dr. come out early was terrifying.  

So not only did the Dr. come out early but he walked right on by me down to where Aaron was playing video games. I thought that it was for sure something horrible. Next thing I hear is the Dr. saying "we're all done!" WHAT?! How could he be done so quickly? Aaron and the Dr. continue to talk so I didn't hear much but they were done and casting him! 

Now remember how I had to sign amputation papers because they didn't think it was possible to keep the tip of his pinky finger? Well he still has it, the Dr. was able to save and properly attach it to his finger! This makes him has 3 fully functional fingers on his right hand now! His Dr, is quite fantastic if I do say so myself! 

After he told us Jude was done we still had to wait to see him. We aren't allowed in until after he is casted and he wakes up from all the medicine. Which always seems to take so long!! But we finally got back there and he was doing great! Much better than last time where his breathing was horrible and it took 2 hours (abnormal) to get out of the recovery room. This time we were there for 20 min or so and moved back down to our hospital room. Once he had some food in him he seemed back to his normal self! Running around the hospital becoming everyones best friend. 

We finally got the clear from the Dr. that we were able to go home in just a few short hours! So nice to be leaving when the sun was still out haha. We got home and he slept most of the time and has been doing great ever since. He has adapted quite well and it doesn't seem to really bother him! He went our with daddy the very next day to get some ice cream and a new toy; so he couldn't be hurting that bad right? ;) 

Now we have 2 weeks to wait for the cast to hopefully come off! I will have more of an update for you then! In the mean time - enjoy some photos of his big day!

In the surgery waiting area. Couldn't resist! That little butt is too cute! 

He was not happy before this so we decided to go for a wagon ride! 

Have A Blessed Day!

Worry Worry Worry

So I am almost half way through this pregnancy; 18 weeks and counting. We will be finding out the gender in 1 week...!!! Needless to say I am quite excited. But with excitement comes worry.

I don't remember worrying this much when I was pregnant with our lucky fin. Although that could be because I didn't know all the ridiculous amounts of things that could go wrong. Now please don't start with the speech of "don't be a worry wart" or "the odds of that happening are ___." I know I know. And I know worrying about it won't help and does me no good. Which is why I am blogging about the topic. Maybe if I can write it all out, read it and see how I sound, I will feel better. Who knows.

What I do know is that with baby #1 I was relaxed and hardly worried about a thing. Pretty much all the standard new mommy things but nothing out of the ordinary. With baby #2, not the same story. I worry all the time! From what I eat to what I breathe in on a day to day basis to how I sleep at night. Its rather ridiculous. I was telling my mother in law the other day how one of my biggest worries is giving birth in the car as we race to the hospital. We now live an hour away and if you read my lucky fins birth story you will know that it was only 5.5 hours from start of labor till he was born and they say your second one is shorter. So here I am, mind wandering and hearing stories of babies being born in the car and ya know what she said? (my mother in law) said, those are the easiest babies to birth cause they are just ready and come right on out! Now that was nice to hear (doesn't stop my worrying) but it takes it down a level for sure!

Another worry is what if this baby has ABS as well but it's worse. What if it's around the head or body of the baby? I'm not sure I'm ready to handle that.. Emotionally or physically. I know there are benefits to having 2 kids with ABS. My older child won't wonder why he is different or be jealous of our second baby. But am I ready for that? And before you tell me the odds I'd just like to say that from the research I have done, my odds are the EXACT SAME. Meaning, it was a crazy thought during my first pregnancy that my child would be born with ABS. I didn't even know what that was! But when people say "oh but the odds of your second child is just out of the world," mmm no it's not. They're the same odds and if it happened once, who's to say it wont happen again?? Right.

Gosh. I could go on and on about all my crazy worries. But all that to say; baby is doing great. I am moving to a high risk doctor to make sure everything is alright concerning the ABS but other than that we are smooth sailing which is nice.

It's definitely much harder being pregnant the second time with an older child. My little lucky fin keeps me running around and on my toes thats for sure! He is a bundle of energy but always smiling and that's one thing I love about him. He can light up a room even when he is driving me crazy! I can't wait to see how he does with his baby brother or sister.

18 weeks along :) 

Have a Blessed Day!