The prom...

Today was no fun. Honestly I've been trying not to think about it for the last six months. When Carson was born he was scheduled to be circumsized in the hospital, but they had to put it off for 6 months until he was big enough to be able to handle general anesthesia. The reason was a twist in the skin (called a torsion), that could give him problems in the future if we didn't wait to do it more thoroughly with a urologist surgeon.

Though the surgery was not major it still was really bothering me and Jason to think about the poor little guy being knocked out. On top of that we found out that they would take him away from us before they put him under. Jason gave him a blessing the night before, and when we headed to the hospital we were happy to see that Carson was in good spirits despite not being able to eat since 3 in the morning. He enjoyed playing with his toys in the waiting room and then we went back and took his vitals and got him changed into his hospital gown.

The nurses came in to go over last minute instructions and then they took him away... It about made my heart break, but he's such a little trooper, he didn't cry or anything (at least not while we could hear). The last thing the nurse said was, "Next time you see him, he'll be all ready for the prom!" haha, that at least made me laugh...





He played with his daddy in the waiting room while I filled out paperwork, before they had us go in the back to get him changed.



In his hospital gown.



Cuddling after his surgery.



I am so grateful that he's home now. He's a tough little guy!