Let's recap our summer shall we:
-Had a baby via a last minute unplanned section. Stitches.
-Baby boy had pyloric stynosis surgery. Stitches.
-I had a pre-cancerous spot removed from my stomach yesterday. Stitches.
I'm holding my breath waiting for H's turn here.
It's no secret that I'm a wimp when it comes to pain......however, H still brags on me not complaining during labor. I totally attribute it to the drugs I was given. Anyway, pain......it's just not my thing. When the Dr. called and said that I have "a pre-cancerous" spot that he needs to remove ASAP......I broke out in a sweat. When he mentioned stitches and I had to wipe the sweat from my forehead.
I. Die.
I was soo nervous about it! I literally have anxiety about it.
Quick true side story: I passed out before while getting a shot in college.....and I passed out while being awakened from my wisdom teeth.....and I passed out with both of my endo surgeries due to pain.Are you seeing the 'ol pattern here?
Anyway, I sent my baby daddy a few text messages from the surgical table today. They went like this:
Because H is an engineer that works with machines (or robots)......I bought Jaxon a few robot onesies that we love! That's what H is referring to.
It was going good once back at home......until Jaxon lovingly kicked my stitches. Then, I died again. Thankfully, mom was at the front door and ready to take over. It takes a village.
On another random note......this sweet child of mine. He is a different kid since his surgery! His little cheeks look like he is storing up for the winter and he laughs and talks to me all day long!
