And the rollercoaster continues....

Life was going so well with a newborn. Too well in fact. He was the perfect baby. Sleeping great. Eating great. Only fussing when you changed his diaper......and then the roller coaster of life took a downward plunge again.

Jackson started to seriously do some spitting up the beginning of the last week. So, last Friday I took him to the doctor for reflux....or what I thought was reflux. This is where our roller coaster started barrelling downhill at a neck breaking speed.

While at the doctor, they palpated his abdomen to make sure it was soft and to check for bowel sounds (sorry if that is too much info). It was then that the doctor's face turned pale and she instructed me not to move Jackson while she went to get help. I was slightly confused. Jackson was crying, but he was laying flat on his back....which any reflux survivor knows in a no-no. The doctor came in with another doctor who started pressing on Jackson's lower abdomen. Words like emergency surgery and should we go a head and call Children's were passed around. Needless to say, I was in a panic. A panic without cell access to call Wade.

Long story short, Jackson was diagnosed with a left hernia. Meaning he has a hole in is abdomen sac that should have closed in utero. Due to this hole, his intestines can slip out of his abdomen into his scrotum. If his intestines aren't able to retract on their own (which they were failing to do at the doctor) he would need emergency surgery to prevent the intestine from twisting, cutting of the blood supply and ultimately killing that part of his intestine.

Seriously, I went in for a routine...well routine in our lives....reflux check only to find out that my 3 week old needs surgery.

What we didn't know was that the roller coaster hadn't fully hit the bottom of the hill yet. On Saturday night, as we were getting ready to go out for dinner, Jackson started screaming. I am talking turning purple and blue screaming. Can't catch your breath screaming. After a call to the peds office, it was off to the ER for us. All of us. All 5 of us. Great fun.

After the intestine was out for 1 1/2 hours the ER doctor was able to finally physically push the intestine back into place. In her words, it slurped back.

Maddie and Sam were great troopers. They were confined to a small ER room on an empty stomach way past bedtime and did great. We were finally able to get them dinner at 9pm at night. They earned that Happy Meal!

So, my little baby boy is having surgery on Thursday morning. He will have his abdomen cut open so that the hole can be sewed up. We know he has a left hernia and the doctors are suspicious that he has one on the right as well. We will have to spend Thursday night in the hospital and barring any problems will come home on Friday.

We trust that God's hand is on Jackson just as it was through the placenta bleed, blood clots, and blood thinners. Jackson is a fighter and we are confident that he will make it through this is flying colors as well.

Maybe, just maybe our roller coaster ride will end after this surgery!