Only 11 more to go before I have to head back to work. Thank god for Canada's healthcare system - I can't imagine having to go back to work so soon as some of my American friends have to do.
This week was quite emotional for me. On Thursday I went to our family doc for some concerns I was having as a result of my episiotomy...turns out I might have to be re-sliced and diced and stitched up. I am not looking forward to that. Not one bit. But while at the doc's office I just pointed out that I thought Tim's belly button looked "weird". It turned into a full check with another doctor being brought in and then us being immediately sent to the Emergency Department of our city's Children's Hospital for a hernia check. And the doctor uttered one word no new mom wants to hear "surgery".
I shed a number of tears in her office, in the car on the way to get my husband, on the phone with my mom and on the way to the Hospital. Two doctor's checked him out and didn't think it was a hernia, but our family doctor seems quite shocked that they didn't diagnose it as she suspected. So I think we are on belly-button watch.
Here's a pic of the little guy who is finally not screeching when he's put in his swing. He doesn't stay there for long, but he seems to enjoy it for the brief amount of time that he's in there.
What a cutie. His cuteness makes up for it when he's up every 2.5-3hrs in the night for a feed...I really need to try to work out a solid 3 to 4 hr routine for daytime and nighttime.
Here is hoping!
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