Yesterday I mentioned things were bustling in Yeeland.
First, IAN IS HAVING SURGERY.
For almost an entire month, the poor kiddo has been severely hearing impaired due to fluid in his ears. (who knew a child could have chronic fluid and earwax issues and NEVER have ear infections?!)
Want to experience genuine mommy-hood sadness? Watch your dear one retreat from the social realm slowly but surely over the course of several weeks. See him descend into his own world because he cannot hear what is going on around him.
On May 5, he will have his adenoids removed and tubes inserted in both ears. Woo-hoo! Bring it on!
I choked back tears in the ENT's office Wednesday when Ian said, "Mama, can't they do it today?" and then, "I'm sorry I couldn't hear, mama and daddy."
On to much less significant news . . .
Nathan and I had a real date. Ian and Lilly stayed overnight at Uncle John and Aunt Manda's house (we love you. we love you. we love you. did i mention we love you?).
We ate at the glorious Ocean Zen.
What's a date without a couple of these beauties?
And we headed to see this, tickets also courtesy of Uncle John and Aunt Manda (again--we love you. we love you. we love you. we love you):
It had me clicking my ruby red slippers, I mean, white sparkling flip-flops, together with joy.
Thank you, John and Amanda!
Oh and one last, eensy-weensy, teeny little thing:
I've lost FORTY pounds. And I MAY be participating in some sort of athletic event soon. Oops. Did I let that slip? Hmm... stay tuned.
Any guesses? And has anyone gone through tubes/adenoid surgery? What should we expect?