"The" Surgery.

On Wednesday, Max was circumcised at St. Peter's Hospital. He did great! As usual, he tolerated the delays and waiting a lot better than I did : )

The procedure took about thirty minutes and David and I were busy bringing toys to the Pediatric Unit during that time so time flew.

When I first saw him in the postoperative area he was crying/whimpering and seemed very disoriented from the general anaesthesia, but that didn't last too long and before we knew it, he was asleep in my arms.

We were then moved to a proper room in pediatrics (our room was called "The Blue House") where Max napped in the crib for about an hour. After he ate some Cheerios and drank his bottle we were set to go.

David and I accidentally put Max's clothes in the car so he was sent home in his hospital gown which was really quite cute.

Years ago when I imagined delivering a baby and bringing him/her home, I couldn't wait to learn how to swaddle my newborn in the standard white flannel hospital-issued receiving blanket that has the blue and the pink stripes (I tried to find one online to link to but to no avail). Having no tolerance for discomfort or pain, I knew that home-birthing wouldn't be an option! That blanket just seemed like the epitome of babyness and I pined for that time.

As we all know, rather than bringing my baby home in said blanket, I picked my darling son up at Newark Airport where he was dressed in a white, velvety warm up suit : ) So on Wednesday when we were departing the hospital and the nurse asked if I wanted a blanket to cover Max's thin gown with I immediately said, "Yes, please!" I had no idea what the blanket would look like, but it was "the" blanket... the white flannel blanket with the blue and pink stripes. So I got to bring my baby home from the hospital as planned long ago.