The Story That Never Ends

On our way back home from Psycho Suzie's tonight Stacy was singing "The Song That Never Ends" - I felt that was her subconscious way of relating our ongoing saga to a catchy tune she felt like busting out. BTW - Psycho's has the best deep dish pizza in the Twin Cities I don't care what anyone says.

So Finn and I decided to take a nap tonight. I left work a little bit early because I'm leaving for New York tomorrow and wanted to get to spend some more time with him and I realized how tired we were. After breastfeeding from Stacy (Finn not Jim), he chilled out on my tummy and we both took a little snooze. Stacy woke me up when she pulled back the curtain which is extremely loud in our "room" in the ICC. I sat there for a while "sleeping with my eyes open" doing my best to imitate Finn.

The doctor told us that she thinks he's doing well enough to start talking about getting him signed up for the hernia surgery. Sounds good to me - I want to get it done while he's still there - the last thing that either of us want is for him to come H-O-M-E (will still have to spell it so he doesn't know what we're saying and throw a "spell" into our plans) and then have to go back to the hospital in a month for the surgery. She said that we could probably plan on as early as next week.

So like I said I'm going to New York tomorrow. I've tried to avoid traveling for work for the obvious reasons. I guess it's a testament to our big/little guy that he's doing well enough that it's OK for me to be gone for a night but I still have mixed feelings about it.

His nursery is now done. Stacy gave you a preview with a few of the other posts. I have to say it is my new favorite room. I like to just go in there and sit like I'm waiting for him to come home. Here are a few more pictures with what it looks like. Thanks for reading; talk to you all next time (OK for me as of late that means like two weeks).