
Let me start off by saying Austin is doing awesome and back to his smiling bouncy self!
Now that we all know this story has a happy ending, I don't think I can fully express in words just how heartbreaking it was for me. I carried Austin to the operating room, placed him on the table, and then had to hold his arms and talk to him while they placed the mask over his face.
He screamed.
He kicked.
He whimpered.
And then he was asleep.
I was a puddle and had to go sit in the waiting room to spend the next 90 minutes wondering "what did I just do to my little boy????"
It was heartwrenching and made me sick to my stomach.
The call then came from the doctor (yes, he called in to tell me how surgery went. I guess those face to face meetings are a thing of the past!)--everything went as planned and soon I could go be with him.
As we were walking back to recovery, I could hear him. The screaming. The wailing. He looked at me like "WHY did you let them do this to me Mommy?!"
Again, my heart broke in a zillion pieces.
After feeding and changing, we were on our way home and the little guy fell asleep soon after. (thankfully!)
I was worried that he would be super cranky and upset all day long but that definitely wasn't the case! He was ready to bounce and play like nothing had ever happened!!!!
Amazing how resilient babies really are!
I am traumatized for life over this but Austin will probably have no memory of it whatsoever!
Due to extreme emotional distress right now, I must go and administer chocolate right away!!!
Moral of today's adventure.....
Life is short!
Go tell your mom and dad that you love them, because being a parent is a tough job!!!
We love you!