Well, its all over. The fasting was by far the hardest part, and I have the kind of baby that doesn't sleep either so he was a horrid crotchety little screaming grump by the time he went into the OR. And not much better when he woke up, except he got to have a drink and a nap on me.
They said he'd get stitches but his incision is in a natural crease and they've glued the edges back together perfectly so I don't think he's going to have a visible scar.
The other two kids made more of a deal out of it than he did. Miss Almost-4 kept telling us that "Feo's sore" and I showed the incision to his bigger sister and she's like "OH MY GOD THAT'S HUGE!!!!!111!!!!!eleven!!" (its about an inch long) and generally freaking out. The baby meanwhile went straight back to doing everything he normally does. Talk about drama queen!
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