Just a lil' different

I made this blog so that I could post about being crafty, topics on my mind, etc.  It was supposed to be my-space. But, alas, my family is my life.

Yup. Another post about PK.

If I get around to any cool crafts or something I'll post that too :) Promise. 

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The morning my baby was born was a beautiful one. After a check-up leading to an induction, labor, and not sleeping for 48 hours- he finally came! It was a beautiful moment. For a few minutes I couldn't even see him because tears were streaming down my face. He was just so small was all I could think. After blinking a ton to get the tears out- I saw him. I don't remember him crying- but he probably was. He was finally here. All 9 months of torture had finally paid off. It was all totally worth it. 

And then they took him. "He has to get cleaned off," they said. I had got to hold him for awhile and I knew there were things I had to finish before my work was done... so it wasn't too terrible. Until the hoard of nurses and who knows who came in. 

They were surrounding him like he had won first prize at the fair. They were whispering- but I could tell they weren't chatting about his cute, little nose.  

Apparently, Jed had seen what they were talking about- but just didn't say anything so that I could get to hold him. 

Oh, gosh! He was SOOOO little! 

He was born with a hemangioma. Basically it's a benign tumor made up of blood vessels. No idea how it was created- obviously in utero because he was born with it. 

They did an ultrasound of it at the hospital just to make sure there wasn't anything "extra" in it- and it came out "normal." 

It has since gotten smaller but is still noticeable. People usually just ask, "What's that?" and I laugh because they usually think it's a bruise or something.
{I even had a sitter think that he had gotten it while she was babysitting!}

It hasn't caused him problems in a long time. He usually laid on his back like that (with his arms up) so I don't think it bothered him while he was sleeping. I nursed him so that we weren't putting any extra pressure on it (after I figured out that's why he was struggling to nurse on that side!) but so far it hasn't caused much trouble. 

I forgot how much they sleep at that age! 

We were told that it would go away- usually by 5 but no later than 10. I think being a boy it won't bother him much- and I have always thought that if it did bother him- then we would look into having it removed. 

I guess I don't really know why I'm posting about this now- aside from the fact that this kid as had more medical issues in his 18 months of life than most do in a lifetime. I may take a few days to chronicle them. Just so he never forgets what he put his momma through :)