My baby’s story Part 1 and Part 2

First look

When we went back into Jack’s room he was so swollen from all the fluids. His little face as so red from laying face down for several hours during surgery. It seemed like he had a million things connected to him. More than before surgery.

At one point I’d asked the doctor how long recovery would be. He said it would vary, but best case would be seven days. We could be home in seven days. It seemed like a long shot from the look of my sweet baby. I hoped it wouldn’t be long though.

After Surgery

Sunday we sat with our baby a lot and talked with so many various people coming and going from his room. There was a breathing tube, a feeding tube, and other tubes that monitored a million things.

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Sunday night I decided I needed to be with my other kids. Jack was doing well, and I was reassured that I could call any time, and I would also get a call any time anything was going to be happening. It was so bitter sweet. I needed to see my other kids. I needed to hug them, and let them know that I loved them.

Monday was great. I got to play and hug and be with those littles that really didn’t know what was happening. They had been shuffled to friends houses and with family, and had dinners brought to us. We had so much help and love. It’s still overwhelming to me today.

As I was sitting folding laundry I got a phone call from the hospital. They had taken Jack’s breathing tube out, and he was doing great! I was so excited they let me know. I knew they might try Tuesday, but he seemed ready so...