Bye, Bye Tonsils and Adnoids...Hello, Tubes

Bryant had surgery to remove his tonsils and adenoids as well as tubes put in his ears.  If you recall a previous post, this all came about as a recommendation from his speech therapist.  We took him to an ENT and he saw fit to do the above.  His appointment was scheduled for 8:30 a.m. on Monday, May 21 and we were to arrive at the hospital, WellStar Windy Hill Hospital, at 6:30.  We arrived right on time.  It was still kinda dark outside...

And of course, he was fascinated by the automatic door.  The staff were good sports...didn't mind him at all.  They were so happy he was in a good mood.

We were finally called back to a Pre-Op area.  They had a coloring book, bubbles and Curious George on the TV...

I attempted to put the gown on him, but he wouldn't have it.  That is why he is shirtless.  We colored and blew bubbles but he just spent a majority of the time rolling around on the floor...
 

In this picture he was saying...Go bye-bye...

   

 We went to another pre-op area and had to leave as they took him to the operating room.  This was were he would get his gas anesthesia, IV and breathing tube.  He was very brave for the nurses.  They wrapped him up in a blanket and rolled him away on the bed...sad :(

Nick found his own bed in the waiting room...

I was able to see on a computer screen his status.  So, like when he moved from pre-op to op then op to post-op.  It was neat.  I saw him move from pre-op to op at 8:50 and we were taken back to see him in post op at 10.

I could hear him crying as we were walking back to the post op room.  It was the worst part.  My heart sank and all I could do was cry.  The nurse carried him into the room and placed him in my lap.  There was a recliner in our room. I sat in the chair first and held him in my lap.  He was floppy and agitated with the IV in his arm.  He would cry out and open his eyes and then they would just roll back in his head.  He was flopping around so much he started falling out of my lap so Nick took over and he was able to snuggle in and sleep.  He cried out a few times but really rested well...

Seeing your child in pain is the worst feeling because you are so helpless.  All you can do is be there to hold them...

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The nurses came in our room and encouraged us to wake him up.  We completed our discharge paperwork and all we needed was for him to wake up and drink/swallow.  They gave him a popsicle and it was too cold for him.  So the nurse took it and made it into a slushy.  He took too bites and we were out the door...

We were sure he would fall asleep in the car, but he didn't.  He was awake the whole time and very curious as to why he still had his "stickers" on his leg.  He stared at them the whole ride home.

We made it home just after 11:30.  Ga-Ga sat on the couch with B and fed him jello.  He ate three servings.  The poor baby was starving.  He got his pain medicine and then was ready for nap time at 1:00.  We woke him up at 6:00 to see if he wanted to eat.  He ate more jello and peas.

Tuesday he acted like nothing even happened to him, but Wednesday was a different story.  He wouldn't eat or drink anything.  I also had to hold him down to give him his medications....but hey, a moms gotta do what a moms gotta do! 

He is doing alot better today, but you can tell when it's time for more pain medicine. 

He is no longer snoring at night, which is weird because I can no longer hear him on the monitor.  His voice has a nasally tone to it, which the Dr said would happen and he seems to be speaking a little louder.  I guess that is due to his ears adjusting after having the tubes put in.

We will go back to the Dr in a month for his check-up.

Lazy Sunday

It rained all day on Sunday, so we were inside all day...and rainy days make you sleepy.  So that's my excuse. Nick snagged this picture of me and b (not to be confused with B) all snug on the couch.  I thought I was dreaming, but he was actually taking this picture.  It's not my good side, but it is a sweet memory.  The only picture from Mothers Day 2012.  I'll share it with you...

One day my boys will not want me to come near them, as I am almost positive I will be an embarrassment to them.  So, I will have this picture to show my sweet Bradley Bear that he did like to snuggle with his momma. 

Bryant was actually sitting in my lap tonight holding his blanket and sucking his thumb, like he does when he is winding down for the night.  We were on the couch watching Winnie the Pooh. 

I so love, cherish these quiet moments with my boys. 

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Each year I have always looked forward to the next.  Like when I was a little kid I couldn't wait to be 13 (technically still a little kid) and shave my legs and wear makeup.  When I was 13, I couldn't wait to be 16 and drive.  When I was 16, I couldn't wait to be 18....and so on, and so on. Here I am doing it again...honestly thinking, what will my 30's have to offer?  What will 35 be like?  My twenties gave me a college graduation, trips, job opportunities, engagement, wedding, marriage, a husband, moves, life experiences, a house, new responsibilities, two beautiful babies...etc.  I don't see much topping that...



















It is hard to admit that I have been very glass half empty lately, so let's hope my thirties bring me back to glass half full.  

Nick took Thursday and Friday off.  He got me a massage for my birthday so I dropped Bryant off at MMO and headed to get my massage.  It was nice and somewhat relaxing...why do I always get the talker.  Oh well, it was still nice.  We then had lunch at Zoe's.  It just opened up the street from our house.  I had originally said I wanted Chick-Fil-A for lunch, but when I saw Zoe's was open I had to go.

While Bryant was napping, Nick took Bradley to run some errands and I took a nap.  I LOVE a good nap.  Nick had a co-worker sit with the boys that evening and we enjoyed a nice dinner, dessert and movie date.   We had a great time.  It seems like it has been a while since we have done that so I was happy he got a sitter for us to enjoy an evening together. 

Friday, we went to East Cobb Park for a picnic lunch and play ground time...

 










We had a great time!

This way...That way...

Finally, Bryant figured out the tunnel in his play-fort.

 
Each time we have gone out back to play he has grown increasingly curious about the hole in his play-fort.  Tonight, he took the bull by the horns and went for it.  I am so proud of him.  Not that I am trying to limit his abilities, but I honestly wasn't sure he would ever do it.  It takes a lot of motor planning, not to mention the tight space to move around in...HE DID IT!  I am so proud of him.  I equate this to his occupational therapy and therapist, Brittany.  Bryant is blossoming.

Brother Bradley is getting bigger and bigger by the minute. He has certainly caught on to eating foods. He is eating oatmeal, bananas, applesauce and green beans. Loves them all!

Oatmeal...





Green beans...

Brother play-time...

Anytime Bradley is playing on the floor, playing in his exer-saucer, sitting in his high-chair, taking a bath, etc.  Bryant is right there.  I have to really watch them, and I know...that isn't going to change anytime soon. 

Bryant being Bryant and mimicking me.  He is a sponge!

We celebrated Quatro De Mio at Tijawan Joes

Cheerios and glue

 Miss Lissette said Bryant did the entire art project by himself...insisted, was the word she used. 
 













Gotta love it.  She said that with most art projects she does a majority of the work.  I can see that, but why this one...I wonder why Bryant decided he wanted to do this one.  She said he did it all to the very last detail.  So, that means the placement of the starfish on the paper, the placement of the cheerios on the starfish.  The shape of the sand, the size/shape/color of the shells he picked and the placement of those shells on the sand. I think he did a awesome job. So, like all of his artwork, I put it on the refrigerator.  He likes to point at his works and say "kool" (school). 

Too bad the dad-gum dog turned it into her afternoon snack...














That's right. Nick and I were talking while I was cooking dinner.  I looked over and noticed Dixie biting and licking something.  Nick moved over and I saw it was B's artwork she was eating.  Dad-gum Dixie!  We couldn't help but laugh.  The look on her face was priceless.  She had no clue she was eating cheerios with glue on them.