Cut Off

This is going to be a short one because I'm exhausted.

Last Friday was another INSANELY busy day for me. After a week without David (his long week at work)I had one ringer of a day ahead of me. Redeemer was closed for parent-teacher conferences- they do this twice a year. I love the communication with the teachers and staff, but it is definitely an inconvenience to find childcare for Emma on these days. Luckily my parents are awesome and each split their day between work and home so that they could keep Emma for us. Cody went to daycare as usual, David came home to sleep and I headed to work.

Actually let me back up. Thursday night (while David was working) Emma had dance class. I dropped Emma off and my parents volunteered to pick her up so that I could get home with Cody and get him settled versus sitting up at the dance school for an hour. My parents came up with the idea that Emma could just spend the night since they would be keeping her Friday. (My Mom was excited to keep her on Friday because she and Emma had been talking about a big cooking/baking fest for a while now. My Mom gave Emma a Disney Princess cookbook for her birthday and they made a few recipes out of that.) AWESOME! They picked Emma up from dance, came by our house to pack up clothes and they also brought me dinner. It was nice to get home and have some quiet time since it had been such a demanding week.

Early last week my boss gave me a rather exciting task. We are a consulting firm and get paid to consult. We get said consulting work by responding to requests for qualifications or writing proposals. Well, after 4.5 years with the company I finally got to prepare a proposal and it felt great! Unfortunately, I kind of had to bust ass to get it all done but it turned out great and I have high hopes that we get the job. I got to work BEFORE 8AM on Friday (my Mom knew I was trying to get this proposal done and would need all extra time in the morning as possible, and them keeping Emma would really help) and got the proposal done and out the door!

So I worked until a little after 10AM and then headed to RLS for Emma's parent-teacher conference. I adore Emma's teacher and pray we have many more caring, kind, attentive, patient teachers in our lives! After that, I had to race home.

Now for the point...

I've always known that David wanted to have a vasectomy when the time came to stop having babies. He's always said he'd be the one to get that taken care of since it's less invasive/dangerous for a man. When we found out we were having a boy, that pretty much sealed the deal and David's been ready to have the vasectomy ever since. I did some research and got a referral from my OB and we really like the urologist that we went to. Friday afternoon was the big day.

When I got home, after only 4 hours of sleep after work, David was up and getting showered and ready. As the surgery grew closer he was getting nervous. We knew it was safe but it's still surgery so we were both a little anxious. I imagine this is what David felt like when I was going into labor; excitement, anxiety mixed with a little bit of fear of the unknown. They told us to get there an hour early. The only problem was an hour early is during their lunch break and the entire office shuts down- they lock the doors and don't answer phones. Luckily, a man in the waiting room opened the door when David knocked. The front office staff was grumpy and said "We might as well take the sign off the door." Ugh, whatever. It all worked out. They got David all signed in and in no time the nurse called us back to get him started on meds.

It wasn't long before we were back in the exam room and the fun began. The whole time we were in the waiting room I kept asking David if he was sure. I was joking, but then again I wasn't. This day met me with a lot of emotions and I definitely shed a few tears. I mean, we made this beautiful child together- how can you not want more? But, we are very blessed to have a healthy (God willing) little boy and girl. It's just that I'm only 25- even if we waited 10 years I'd still only be 35. It's ok. I'm happy with our decision and am definitely excited to never have to take birth control again! It totally messed me up and I gained weight and it threw my hormones out of whack which led to more time at the Endocrinologist than I care to think about.

I definitely wanted to go back to the room with David but somehow thought there would be a little more space between us. Nope. I was right there in the thick of it and there was no backing out now. I was already committed. David was in this chair thing that raised up and reclined. The Dr. stood there and went to work. The local anesthetic was the hard part and the only thing David felt. After that it was smooth sailing- for David. Since I was about 5' away I pretty much had to look. I watched him do one side and then started to feel dizzy and sick to my stomach. I don't do well with needles and seeing them, well, you know, it just didn't do so well for me. So I looked away as much as I could and listened to David and the Dr. talk Longhorn sports, baseball etc. It was only like 15-20minutes start to finish.

David decided he was fine enough to join his co-workers for a little dinner get together at Sam's house in Drippin'. So just three hours after his surgery we packed the kids up and hit the road. We had a lovely time but Mr. stubborn was feeling left out and insisted he join the guys in a round of horseshoes. They indulged him for a little while. David is really doing just fine. He's uncomfortable if he moves the wrong way but is totally on the way to recovery.