totally tubular

today was owen's big day.

the big day of tubes!

or as i like to call it:

the day of glorious happiness!

what a piece of cake that whole experience was. the doctor, the anesthesiologist, the nursing staff, the surgical hospital...all top notch. we were SUPER impressed. best part? we were in and out with the whole ordeal in about an hour and 40 minutes. this pregnant mother {that had to wake up at 5:30} gives that two very enthusiastic thumbs up.

the highlight of the day was when the anesthesiologist went over his role in the procedure, answered our questions and then gave owen a little pat and said, "i prayed for you this morning on my way here!" awesome? 100% yes. pair that with the fact that his ENT wears cowboy boots with his scrubs and it was like the dream team.

our little guy looked dashing in his hospital gown. and he was relieved that he could still run even though he was wearing a dress.

  by far, the greatest inconvenience of this whole experience for owen was the fact that he couldn't have breakfast. we woke him up right as we had to leave so that he would have the least amount of time possible to contemplate his hunger. just over the past few weeks, he's started waking up READY FOR BREAKFAST. don't mess with the hungry bear. i think he thought we had woken him up early for some kind of fun family breakfast outing...and then was wildly disappointed when he realized what was up.

 they had sesame street on in our little pre-op nook and it entertained him for about 0.03 seconds. thanks to my cat-like iphone camera reflexes, i captured those 0.03 seconds in the photo below.

10 minutes after they took him back, our doctor came out to let us know all was well and that it was over! the nurses were all SUPER impressed that he wasn't crying or fussing. little did they know that he was just saving it until his parents got back there to finagle the wild wildebeest in the recovery nook. we pacified him with a banana and a nutrigrain bar, but once those were finished he decided the show was over and he was ready to leave :) they had to stick a little heart monitor on his toe and mike told him he looked like "ET" to which owen replied: "ET." smarty pants.

it could be my wild imagination {i've been told i have one}, but i'm convinced he's already happier. please don't burst my bubble.

here are some random things you were dying to know:

for MONTHS we were in the "take everything out of everything" stage. tupperware out of the cabinets, cotton balls out of the bag, toys out of the basket, pretzels out of the snack cup, mommies underwear out of her drawer {which corresponded with the untimely visit of our 20-something pest control guy one day. bless him for pretending he didn't notice anything unusual when he walked into my bedroom to spray for roaches, only to find about 13 pair of hanes her way scattered on the floor.} 

but NOW we've entered into the "putting everything into something" stage. and that "something" usually turns out to be either the kitchen trashcan or the toilet. how lucky for us. i'm not a huge baby-proofer, but we're definitely getting a lock for the trashcan - the day we saw owen walking around with mike's passport looking for a good place to "put" it was the final straw. i'm afraid to know how many things have been secretly slipped into the trashcan without our knowing. i have noticed that our alphabet fridge magnets are beginning to dwindle...

when he's not looking for things to throw away or to flush, he's usually exploring or climbing. the kid loves a good "hiding" spot.

this week we've started working with him on saying "baby" and pointing to my tummy. it's just another small baby step in jolting ourselves into the reality that we ARE having a baby.

i took him to get some new shoes yesterday and we ended up getting a little pair of camo croc-wannabes. they were half off AND they fit his chubster feet. WIN/WIN! i ended up getting the next size too since they're easy to put on, go with anything and are light and cool for summer. he loves them and loves to look at his feet while he walks when he's wearing them...and to carry them around when he's not wearing them. 

he's started pitching mini-fits this week and i am OVER it. it's usually a result of my not letting him walk somewhere all by himself. like the street. the nerve of me. so when i go to pick him up, he arches his back and starts to scream and cry. if i put him down, he just melts into a heap on the floor and continues the display of disgust and disdain. fabulous. at home, it's easy to ignore and he moves on to something else rather quickly, but when we're out and about it's a different story. yet another moment that i'm SURE people look at me with a melting-down child in my arms and pregnant belly and wonder what in the heck i'm thinking. 

i'll tell them what i'm thinking: "this child isn't the only one melting...it's about a billion degrees outside...could someone please get this pregnant lady an iced tea and a snack?" only kidding. besides, i'm trying to drink more water these days. it's a daily battle for me. does anyone else agree that drinking water is LAME? it doesn't taste awesome and the fact that i have to drink so much of it only lands me in the restroom even MORE often...which i didn't think was possible. based on my current weight range, it's recommended that i drink at least 72 ounces each day. i feel like i am going to FLOAT AWAY.

i downloaded a little app on my phone to try to make it more fun, but it's not working. and as of 3:26 this afternoon, i have had 16 ounces. FAIL. my main inspiration is the fact that i have {so far} dodged the bullet of swelling {i just knocked on wood}. by this time in my pregnancy with owen, i was already swelling and though i'm SURE it will eventually be inevitable thanks to the heat and humidity, i'd love to ward it off as long as possible. also, we don't give owen juice to drink - only milk and water so as to promote GOOD water drinking habits and just good health in general...one might say i'm feeling convicted to practice what i preach.

"more H20" means "I've got to go."

...literally :)