The Peanut Gallerie

Kaiser was really amazing. The nurse staff was really attentive (plus, it didn't seem like they get too many cute little babies to dote on back there.. mostly older men that express how they like their nurse a little too much, lol.... the curtains are thin and we can hear you!) The surgeon was amazing. He carried James back to the room instead of rolling him in the crib. It was little thing, but a nice touch. As soon as James was out, they let us go back and see him. He was sleeping, but shortly woke up. 

I think the hardest part for me was the staff telling me that I had to wait to touch him. I wanted nothing more but to scoop him in my arms and tell him how much I loved him and that everything was going to be alright... sigh. 

I did eventually get to pick him up, hold him in my arms and give him a bottle. It was more than a relief to know he was okay.

Luckily, Austin works at Kaiser and was able to sit and talk with me the entire time James was in surgery. He kept my mind from anxiety and worry and I am so thankful for having him there. It made the process easier. I was able to focus on the more important things, like James getting better, being there for him and keeping him calm... instead of letting my mind wander into things I shouldn't think about like what if something happens to him and passing off that anxiety.

Austin was there for the both of us. He's dreamy :o)