Yep - this is 530AM last Wednesday. We decided to have both the kids get tubes and
Hannah get her GIGANTOR tonsils out after wresting with snoring like an old man,
mouth breathing, and fear of choking on food.
Here's is a glimpse of last Wednesday, a day mommy is ok with NOT re-living!
The bubba before his first explosion which was followed by two more episodes
of oral explosions...needless to say -
mommy was in 3 different pants and shirts by 730AM. That just isn't right...
Good news is that baby E was home by 930am.
Muck removed from ears and haven't seen a runny nose since -
we're lovin' it!
Because H got so many things done, she got to spend the day and night at the hospital.
There were no beds on the floors so we spend 10 hours -that's right folks - more than a workday
in the pre/post-op unit. Tiny room. Don't be jealous you weren't her mommy.
Thank goodness for Wi-Fi! And of course, crayons!
Concentration...especially not to sleep!
Finally 11 hours later, E came to visit H in the hospital as we finally had a room.
Do you all think we needed to stay???
H was loving the popsicles and ice cream. She ate 3 popsicles right away.
Yeah, her first ones ever. I hope after the crazy time at the hospital she is not compelled to want more after these 2 weeks of recovery.
Finally, 730am the next day. Can you tell by her face it was a bit of a rough night?
We slept for about a total of 6 hours - not consecutive mind you...poor strong-willed babe.
P.S. Mommy is still waiting for a good night's sleep...a week later...
