Working some things out

We've been able to work some things out with the insurance, the doctor they wanted us to go see was able to sneak us in last Friday, and we had surgery set for yesterday.  I got a call on Monday saying that they would have to reschedule because he didn't have enough patients to fill up his time slot in the OR.  I was so frustrated, I explained that this was the SECOND time that it would be rescheduled, and it wasn't my problem he didn't have enough patients.  

They ended up squeezing us in tomorrow.  I think.  I'm waiting for them to call and drop him off that list, but it's after 5, so hopefully, that means we're good to go...

Except, we have had a hellish head cold in our house.  First Trav had it, then me, and yesterday Isaac.  Last night was rough for him, which was rough for momma.  He's run a low grade fever all day, but is still eating fine.  If it affects him like it affected us, then today should have been the worst, and tomorrow he'll feel much better.  We're crossing our fingers, and just planning on showing up tomorrow.  Hopefully it won't stop the surgery. It's so short of a procedure, so I'm hoping it won't.  My best friend said that all three of her kids were sick when they had tubes put in... which is why they had tube put in, because they were constantly sick.  So, here's hoping!

Last night as we were getting Isaac ready for bed, he was in the bath and I had a moment.  You know, the 'Holy shit, I'm a Mom" moment.  They used to happen all the time, when we first brought him home, but he has become so much a part of our life, that they are more infrequent now.

For so many years, my heart ached for a child.  So many prayers were set, so many tears.  It seems so unreal that those prayers have been answered.  My dream to be a mother had come true.

There was some talk on Twitter about being at home with babies or working.  I honestly thought that after the 60 days that one of us had to stay home with him required by our agency were up, I'd be back to working, at least part time.  I had no idea that I would love being at home with him so much.  I've enjoyed the routine we've gotten into.

I feel like in the past few months, my eyes have been opened, to the amazing mothers around me.  We all have our own way of doing things.

Some of us work, some of us don't.
Some of us breast feed, some of us don't.
Some of us co sleep, some of us don't.
Some of us use disposables, some of us cloth diaper.
Some of us us baby food in a jar, some of us make our own.

But we are all mothers.  We all love our children with every fiber of our being.  We all are awesome at what WE do for OUR family.

And I'm blessed to be his mother!