What a start to life. Day 1 - Born, Ambulance Ride, Poked, Prodded, and Tested every which way you can. Day 2 - Hooked up to twelve machines constantly monitoring every system you have and then getting major surgery (already has more of those than Dad). Almost makes you want to go back to the womb. We are trying our best to make up for these hardships by showing him every ounce of love that we can. We are so blessed and thank every one of you for all of your support and prayers.
Day 2 and Mom is still showing amazing strength to bounce back from the Ceasarian section so quickly. She was doing everything but sit ups and pushups today (we'll see if all the energy was just a put on to make sure she got another Carson visit today). She has been taking everything in stride and doing wonderfully from both the physical and emotional aspect. I mean she has a son rebelling and sporting a mohawk already and she's taking it all so well.
Carson's surgery was a wonderful success, we thank you for all your prayers and know they played a major role of support as God guided the doctor's hands in their work. As you can see he got to trade in his plastic wrap guaze for a more official post surgery bandage that is much less of a hassle. As mentioned earlier we are now focused on monitoring for signs of hydrocephalus which was the expected next step. What a blessing to just be monitoring for the standard complications rather than fearing a bigger unknown one that could have arisen.
The day was so busy and taxing with surgery that Carson just fell down exhausted during the baby olympic potato sack races they had at the NICU. You can't win them all son.
What a blessed addition Carson has been in our lives already. He is an amazing little guy and I am already so proud of him. Can't wait to bring him around and show him off to each of you when time allows. Obviously getting to go home with him is a major milestone that we look forward to greatly.