The Dreaded Surgery!

Shaef had a little genetic defect when he was born called hypospadius (if you are really wanting to know details I will tell you but I will spare everyone else) or problems with his little man part. We knew the day he was born that the day would come when we would have to take him to get it surgically fixed. We had to wait until he was older than 6 months - and I needed to have time off school - so spring break it was! Anson and I were pretty terrified to let our child go under the knife, but it ended up being much easier to deal with than we thought.

There was one big worry - Shaef had to come to Surgery fasting. He is a big eater so we thought this was going to be nearly impossible - but he did really well. We decided to fast with him and both of our families did too! We had to wake him up to go to the hospital and when we were there he was so distracted by everything he forgot he was STARVING!

We got to the hospital and waited in the outside waiting room for a little while, Shaef just played! I love how you can see his hospital tag hanging out of the bottom of his pant leg!

We finally went in to the "pre-exam room". This was where they put Shaef in these awesome little clothes and checked to make sure he was healthy enough to have surgery. We had to pull out the bubbles and Baby Einstein at this time.
After he was given the "OK" for surgery, they walked us down to another waiting room to wait again. :) This time we were waiting for the doctor and the anesthesiologist to come and talk to us. Then they would take Shaef away. While we waited I was pretending to be a bee and buzzing at him and he was laughing so hard - all of the nurses were entertained!


Dad and Shaef are buddies! :)


We think he plays with dolls at his babysitter's house because he liked this doll a lot. He kept giving it hugs and kisses! (Either that or he is destined to be a Pediatrician.)
Both doctors came and talked to us about the procedure and the risks and then they took him away! It was really tough walking the opposite way - but he didn't cry at all so that made it easier for us!

An hour and 15 minutes later....

...I got to hold my baby!!! He was very groggy and the morphine was making his face itch but I really enjoyed the cuddle time!! The nurse said that he woke up very pleasant from the surgery and he didn't throw up after which I was grateful for! After he was awake they moved us from the post surgery wake up room to the post surgery make sure you are ok room (I am not so sure about their official names). We were only here for about 30 minutes. Here they just checked his vital signs and he got to drink gatorade. To be able to go home, he had to be stable and be able to keep down some liquids. He did great and we were on our way home in no time!

When we got home - we spent most of the day laying around, drinking clear liquids, and watching Disney movies. He was pretty sleepy and groggy all day. We had a few rough parts but for the most part he was doing so well! As soon as dad left for work -

He was all giggles and smiles! It was an incredible recovery!

Today he has been up walking around, playing, laughing, and talking, which has been amazing to me! The poor guy still has really sore moments - but he is such a fighter! He has always beat the odds his whole life (being born, his size, etc.) and he is continuing to do it every day of his life!! He is such a joy to us and I am so happy that I get to be home with him all week this week!