Well I came through my gallbladder surgery just fine. I'm glad it's over. The recovery has been surprisingly easy. I don't know if it's because this is the third surgery in a two year span and my body is used to healing, or if my body is just resilient that way, but I am grateful either way.
They were able to remove the gallbladder through a previous incision in my bellybutton (from the ectopic) and so only three new 1/2 inch holes underneath my right rib cage are new. Hopefully, they will fade as quickly as my other incisions in my abdomen. Also, I'm hoping my weird keloid scar in my bellybutton is corrected since they used Dermabond and not sutures to close me up. The OB doc sealed my c-section scar with Dermabond and you can hardly tell the scar is there after only two years. Also, the smaller incision scars from the laproscropic surgery last May are almost gone.
My mother-in-law has been here to help with Jack and she's loving it. They both are. Jack enjoys having Mom-mom around. She brought him a stuffed Mickey and now she's pretty much Jesus in his eyes. He follows her, goes up to her and demands "up" and she loves the attention he gives her. She's always so nervous that he won't remember her, but I know he does.
Speaking of Jack, he's been in daycare now for two weeks. He seems to really enjoy it. One of the biggest changes I've noticed is he no longer tears out all of his toys only to make a mess. He's more diligent about getting one or two toy bins out and playing with them consistently. I don't know if it's the structured socialization or just his age (ALMOST 2!!,) but he's been babbling more. He doesn't say "real" words yet, but he is definitely talking in Jackanese. He goes on long tangents at the cats or at Mickey, using hand and facial expressions that are reminiscent of his dear Mom-Mom. It's hilarious to watch. He is more comfortable with different vowel sounds. He repeatedly says "aye-ee-aye-ee" in a singsong voice. I think he might be singing the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse song to himself (it's certainly not Old MacDonald.) He especially likes to sing when he's in bed.
Ugh. Bed. Bedtime with an almost 2 year old is harder than bedtime with a newborn. All he wants to do is explore and learn and at the end of the day all mommy and daddy want to do is sit down and breathe. He was doing so well in his big boy bed for a while. We thought that transition would be easy. We were wrong. Oh dear, we were wrong. As soon as he got comfortable sleeping in the bed, he regressed. It's not a big deal, we still have his crib in his room, but we'd like to get through this transition. We don't worry about him climbing out of his crib anymore. He prefers to have one of us come and get him and bow to his every "DAT!!" command. For the past few nights, we've been putting him in his crib to sleep and he seems to be back to being able to self soothe. That was the biggest problem with the big boy bed: he couldn't get to sleep on his own so he'd crawl out. We were prepared for that; we weren't prepared for how long it takes for him to get himself to sleep. We never realized it takes him over an hour to babble himself to sleep.
We think his two year molars may be coming in. Last night, at around 2AM, Jack woke up coughing this horrible cough. Out of nowhere. He was up for about 2 hours until he climbed into the recliner with me. (I've been sleeping in the recliner as it's more comfortable with my incisions.) I began shout-whispering for Todd to wake up. I was trying desperately not to wake up Joanne, but she heard me when my whispers turned to demands. Todd still didn't wake up. She quickly came upstairs to rescue me. Jack wasn't hurting me, but I was in no position to be able to get him down from the recliner and back into his bed without hurting myself. She ended up laying in the bed with Todd and Jack until Todd finally got Jack back to sleep. All day today Jack didn't display symptoms of being sick. He has no fever, a mild clear runny nose, and has not resumed his cough. We took precautions tonight at bedtime. We are running his humidifier on high and we dosed him with some Advil to help him get a good night's sleep and hopefully relieve some pressure from his teeth. So far, so good. It's been about 2 hours since he fell asleep and not a peep has he made.
I really am feeling on the mend. I doubt I can do an entire grocery shopping and dinner cooking on my own as it still strains my abdominal muscles to be up for that long (not pain, just tightness, almost feels like contractions,) but I am truly grateful to my fellow MOMS club ladies for Sunshine Meals. They helped out a lot after my similarly easy recovery from my ectopic surgery and I'm looking forward to the help over the next couple of weeks.
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