Rest of the Story

So the rest of the story,

Our son had his operation shortly after the doctor talked to my husband and myself and every thing went well. At that time, they kept you in the hospital for 7 days after a C-section or at least that's how long they kept me.   I was very concerned that since I couldn't bond with my son being stuck in the hospital, I told my husband not to come and visit me to stay with him.  Naturally, he didn't listen and would go to my son, then me and then back to stay with our son overnight.  Plus, he still had to go to work.   My husband learned how to feed him and change his diapers before me.  I think my husband really enjoyed this time alone with him.  Although until this day, he is still mad that they didn't let him stay for the C-section. 

Here's a picture when he was 4 days old. Look at all that big thing on his arm.  Poor little guy. He also looks a little beat up on his face. 

The OB told us at the time he got stuck and couldn't get his shoulders through.  He said I had something called a Bandl's Ring which was an hourglass shaped uterus.  He said he had only read about it but never saw anyone that had it.  All these years, I never thought about googling it.  Well I did, and either he was incorrect about what a Bandl's Ring was or he didn't know what he was talking about.

Finally, the day arrived that I was getting out of the hospital.  We went right to our son.  I was never so happy in my life to see someone.  All I had seen were a few not so good Polaroid pictures up until then.  He was such a tiny guy. I actually saw him when he was 7 days old but I liked this picture better LOL.  He is 8 days old here.

I couldn't breast feed.  He had to use preemie nipples on the bottle.  He was so weak that I had to push his little chin up and down so he could eat.  He was pretty healthy otherwise.  All he had to do was gain weight two consecutive days and we could take him home.  He finally did.  He had lost a lot of weight while he was there and when we brought him home on March 4th,  he weighed 4 lbs. 4 ounces.  He was tiny.  I remember I had this little pillow that someone had made for him and we used to put him on it and we would be so surprised that his whole body fit on it.  We used preemie nipples for quite a while and it was months and months that each time I fed him, I would write down exactly how much he ate.  Finally, when I told the pediatrician I was doing that he just told me stop it already LOL.

I'm just going to show some more pictures that I enjoy ;-)

 

6 1/2 months old

 

10 months old - His first Christmas.  I just love this picture.  He wasn't spoiled much as you can see LOL.

In the beginning of 1983, he had to have two operations to fix his problem and since then everything's been good.   

 

This was sometime after he was 12 months old but I'm thinking it must be an older picture, because I doubt I would have had him with no sleeves so it must have been summertime. 

Thanks for going down memory lane with me.  I've already forgotten so much since then. It's good to have it written for my own sake.  I still can't believe he's 28.