The Big Day - Edited!!!!

Today, this beautiful little fella is in the hands of the medics.

This post will be updated at varying times of the day so I can record the way the day is going.

Well.... so far.

5.30: My alarm goes off, I get myself and little Liam up. Dress him and give him 2 slices of toast. We got a call last night to say he is 5th in line for surgery today and should be going down about 1.30pm. This means we don't have to starve him all morning like last time but he can eat up until 7.30am and have fluids until 10.30am.

Liam doesn't eat that early so daddy takes the changing bag with half a pack of biscuits in.

Our biggest pre-op fears are here. Liam has caught James's cough and cold. He's coughing like a good un. Give him some cough medicine and daddy takes bottle with him.

6.10: I kiss my little boy bye bye and watch the car leave as they depart for the hospital.

James is now up. I sit him in front of the tv with a drink and head off for a quick bath.

7.00: James and I sit together at the kitchen table eating breakfast together. We rarely have time together like this.

8.10: Receive text from hubby. Liam has seen everyone he needs to and the op is ON!!!!!!

My guess is that last time they cancelled it was because he sounded chesty when he coughed which made the anaesthetist (excuse my poor spelling if I got that wrong) listen to his chest and it wasn't great. This time it's more of a bark/empty cough so it's all looking good for surgery as planned.

8.50: Boys get to school. Feel a little lost departing the nursery as no buggy outside.

James goes into school fine then runs to the nursery door to give Liam a kiss bye bye like he always does and realises he isn't there. This is the first time today James has realised that Liam went out with Daddy very early.

9.30: Home from school alone with a coffee, the pc and some luxury biscuits.

10.18: Off to make another coffee, Biscuits all gone. Feeling fat...... But there were only 8 in a pack so it could have been MUCH worse........What am I going to do for the rest of the day???

11.56: Receive text to say Liam won't be going for surgery until 2pm at earliest. Take James into town, we have lunch visit library, visit toy shop and sit in the park for a while.

13.30: Now 3pm surgery is looking more likely.

14.11: Another text, Liam is number 5 on the operating list. Number 2 has just come out.

14.45 A meeting with Matthews school teacher to see how he is getting on and discuss further help in and out of school for him.

15.30: Text to say he should be going in at 4.30. Fingers crossed this time is right.

16.30: Text to say he's gone in and hubby is off for some long awaited food. This HAS worried me since he's diabetic! But they are both ok.

Got a little emotional with the memories of the first time he had his operation. I was fine until in the anaesthetic room. I held him in my arms at 9 weeks old as they put a needle and something in his hand which I assume were some sort of drugs then they placed a little mask over his face and I watched him fall asleep. I was fine with this until I had to lay him on the massive bed and they wheeled him into theater. Things like that you never forget.

I just hope that it is the hernia and nothing more serious. Days like this make a mummy over-think and if it's not a hernia then why the swelling at various random times?

17.37:  A little over 12 hours after our day began I get the final text that may have been causing worry:

"Liam is out. Doing well. They found nothing. Will call later."

Awashed with relief I begin to relax for the first time today.

I am a little frustrated they didn't find anything but happy they looked, happy it's done and now I can stop worrying. I'd much rather he be perfectly healthy and not have health worries. It's all done and a whole LOAD off my mind let me tell you!

A short while after hubby phoned. Liam is doing good, having a few bits to eat, a drink and watching tv. He's a little sleepy and didn't want to talk to me on the phone. Liam NEVER talks to anyone on the phone so that wasn't a surprise and it was good to hear him sounding like his normal self. :o)

He'll be kept under observation for a couple of hours at least so he could be coming home in an hour or at latest he should be on his way back about 9.30 tonight.

I can't wait to see my little man, give him a gentle hug and tons of kisses and I can't wait to hear this beautiful little laugh again:

Please excuse me for filming this virtually sideways, and for those wondering, the thing that evokes that giggle is a toy spider going down a slide on tv! This was when the giggles were decreasing as it was about the 6th time in a row he watched the same scene. The comedy in small things for a 2 year old.