Mommy and daddy are here!

The doctors and nurses squished all of my tummy thing back into my belly, but there wasn't quite enough room so it made it hard for me to breath. So they had to put my oxygen thingie back in my nose. Since it was too hard for me to breathe, all of my tummy thing had to come back out (I guess it was worth a try!).

Pushing my tummy thing back in my belly is like packing a picnic in a two pound container... you put in the cake, the sandwiches, the chips and the jello salad and then you try to squash in a one-pound container of potato salad. It just won't work. The cake and the sandwiches get all squished, the chips get crushed and the jello salad gets all runny and overflowy. You need a bigger container! My belly just isn't a big enough container yet for everything that needs to be in there! The more I grow, the bigger my belly-container will become, so that everything will fit a lot better!

I was pretty upset about all that prodding and poking and pushing, and I sure let the doctor and nurses know how upset I was! I kicked and I hollered just to let them know I was not happy with what they were doing. I think they felt really bad about making me feel so upset.

The doctors say I am doing real well though. They told my mommy and daddy that they will look at "everything" again next week, and maybe try all that pushing, poking and prodding again. I am not looking forward to that, but if it works I get to go home to be with my mommy and daddy and the rest of my family!

I still have to have that surgery thing, though. No matter what. They have to make sure my tummy gets closed up after all the innard bits are put back in. And I don't even get ice cream.