Look what we can do now!
“Let’s wrestle bro”
The ever so anticipated visit by Titi (Tia Elisa)…After a long flight to get to Halifax from San Diego including a canceled flight and nights stay in New York and then a 3 hour wait in the plane due to typical Halifax thunderstorms, Elisa arrived at our apartment at 3am. However, the boys have been making up for lost time and are thoroughly enjoying their Titi visit.
Sebastian here relaxing on her lap, taking a snooze, and gripping her fingers as to say “Your not going anywhere.”
Titi doing what she loves to do most in this city…WALK! We walked for 6 hours with them strapped to us. Ouch!
Juggling the boys!
♫ The summer wind came blowin’ in across my cheeks ♫
***Just wanted to put in a quick ‘mami’ note here for other parents. Best remedy for a diaper rash is yes to change often and keep dry. But our friends also introduced us to Candigen cream (which has probiotics in it) and Calendula oil and they worked like a miracle! Just a tip.
I don’t always drink milk, but when I do it’s Dos Boobies
Last weekend we had the pleasure of having our very first family photoshoot. Angela, our photographer and owner of Endless Possibilities, was excellent. She did a wonderful job at capturing the essence of our family. Cool, Calm, and Collected!
Check out a few of our pictures…
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Our new stroller arrived yesterday. The boys gave me an hour of free time to build it. So we took it out for a test run today and I think they liked it. Haha.
Little mouth breather
This weekend was supposed to go down as follows:
As usual, the boys had alternate plans.
Lucas started crying unlike any usual cry in the morning. He was inconsolable, would doze off occasionally, but would wake to more crying. Around 10 I changed his diaper to see if that would help, which was when I found excessive swelling and firmness around his balls. Contrary to what you may think, this was not a good thing. It seemed logical his pain was caused by this so we took him to emergency.
It turned out Lucas has an ingunial hernia, where part of his bowels move into an area reserved for testes to drop. Very common and very fixable. They gave him a small dose of morphine so they could push it back. Everything went smoothly and he was visibly relieved.
Surgery came and decided to fix the hernia now, since it had been herniated for roughly 5 or 6 hours, so we were locked in to two nights stay. Lucas was pretty lethargic all afternoon and evening from the morphine and around 8 pm he gave us a serious scare. He had an apnea, so the amazing staff here decided it was best for everyone to move him to PICU (paediatric intensive care unit) for closer observation. He had an uneventful night, thankfully, and Sebastian loved the opportunity to have mami and dad to himself for the night.
This morning Lucas went in for surgery at about 10:30 and everything went as it should. He’s now back in our room recovering wonderfully, already showing signs of his old self. We’ll be here for the night and as long as there are no more “events” we’ll be on our way home tomorrow.
Not what we had planned for the weekend, but as we learned long ago, we roll with the punches. Thanks everyone for their support, especially Margo, Kylie, Karmina, Jennie and my mom who were all here last night and helped us through some frightening times. We get comments about how strong we are—which I question—but if we are it is because we draw that strength from our amazing support.
I knew the day would come where Id have to say good bye. I was in denial though. This morning I dropped my dad off at the airport. I cried the whole way home as I replayed in my head his last words. “Im so proud of you Analita.” That encouragement will come handy on those days my world feels like its crumbling from underneath me. Haha.
The boys will miss their Tata and so will Chris and I. You did so much for us these past two months and we will never be able to say ‘thank you’ enough. Gracias papi for all those long days you kept me company at the hospital, the nights you stayed up with the boys so we could get an extra hour of sleep, all the bottles you gave them, all the times you pushed the stroller up Robie, for that delicious breakfast sandwich you made and all the other meals, for always filling up my water bottle while I nursed, the loads of laundry you did, the dishes you washed, the bottles of wine we shared, and the laughs we shared while the boys farted in public elevators. Thank you for making the trip to be a part of the boys lives.
Gracias papi. Ya te extrañamos,
Los 4
