The Once-A-Baby Post....

I know, I know, this post is really late......2 weeks late to be precise. But better late than never. Want to be sure and kick off this post with the last picture taken of the 5-some.

This is my once-a-baby and last-ever blog post......how do I know? I took all the TV ad's advice and talked to my doctor......not about Predaxa, but about getting my proverbial tubes tied. The only problem is that my doctor is part of a Catholic hospital so they do not perform these on-site....so he told me to call him on his cell and he would do it at his buddy's office that happens to be a Podiatrist. Hmmmmm. Not sure I want that procedure done at the foot doctor.....not that it's not clean or anything, but it just doesn't seem right is all. (To be clear, I am not against Catholics OR Podiatrists, just want you all to know what's up.) I may just try to find a nice Urologist.

So I would love to give you a great narrative on a dramatic water breaking at our house, high-speed drive to the hospital, premature crowning, etc., but none of that happened this time. We pretty much went to the hospital at 9am, and a couple hours later we had a baby.

Heidi was excited to see me in some sweet blue scrubs again.

The problem is that the sweet blue scrubs ended up being a tight little blue jumpsuit. Not sure when this changed, but buyer beware. Last time I was in the O.R. I felt like one of the boys....just operating on the patient, wearing the same thing as the docs, you know. This time I was clearly the odd person out, wearing something similar to what I would wear if I was going to paint the side of a barn. You decide.

Enough about the blue jumpsuit. Let's talk about IV's. Heidi claims that the IV is the worst part of the whole thing. But don't worry, it does not affect her ability to text. (Note the phone still within reach.) Just a side note about Heidi and txting: If you can't get a hold of her on the phone, text her. She is physically unable to not return texts. So, you know if she does not text you back one of our kids is painting Sheriff or something.

This is the Dad chair. The Dad basically sits here in this chair for the first part of the operation because they don't feel you can handle your wife getting sliced open with a knife. Trust me, I looked really good sitting here in my little blue suit.

Baby out, Heidi getting stapled up.

I think most of you have seen pics on FB that were taken right after Hutch was born, so I will end the post with a pic of the 6 of us.....

The Stats:

Jack Hutchison DeKorne

3/6/12 11:30am

7 lbs, 14 oz, 21 in.

Well friends, this is it. You won't be hearing from me again unless the foot doctor screws up the surgery. Love to you all!!

Mark