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I really need to stay on top of this blogging. Sorry readers. Last week was a rough week for Logan. Tuesday was the day he was getting his skin tags removed from his ears. He was born with them and since Medicaid is covering all of it, we decided to go ahead and get them removed. Plus, they are noticeable and I didn't want him getting teased as he got older. The day of the "surgery" he wasn't allowed to have any formula 6 hours before he was to go under. Since all he really eats anymore is formula I had to make sure I had a stockpile of breast milk for the big day and had been pumping all week. He was allowed to have breast milk 4 hours before the procedure. So I wake him up early in the morning since his appointment was at 9am and feed him what breast milk I had stockpiled. That was around 6:30 am. I figured we would get there and have to wait a bit so I didn't do the 4 hours exactly. His "surgery" was taking place at the Center For Health which is right next to Shops at Grand Prairie. It was a very nice place. All the people were awesome, and I highly recommend it. We get checked in and have to wait for just a few minutes when the nurse comes out and calls us back. Logan gave her the biggest smile and was all bubbly and when she reached for him, he went right to her. I couldn't believe it! She carried him around for awhile and was saying he was so cute and he was making her want to have another baby, so cute. We walk back to the nurses station and on cue they all say, "Awwwww." Logan was in some pretty sanzy pj's, maybe that's why everyone was loving on him :) Once we get into our room where we put Logan into his gown and we wait and wait and wait some more. They brought a wagon over for us and we gave Logan a ride around the place. He was getting pretty hungry at this point and very fussy. I really don't know why they had us come in so early and we had to wait so long. He finally gets taken away from us around 11:30am and we go back into the waiting room until everything is over. It doesn't take long before they call only one of us back, of course mommy went, and my poor little man is screaming his head off. He has an IV in his hand and some monitor on his toe and some kind of stickers on his chest. He was not happy. I give him a bottle and nurse him, but he just isn't calming down, at which point they move him into recovery. Vince is there and Logan goes to him and calms down immediatly. He loves his daddy so much, it makes me jealous at times. They had already taken the IV and monitor off of him. I hated to see that IV in my little baby's hand. They told us we could remove the stickers from his chest. It was like ripping off a band aid. There were three stickers and Vince took them off and Logan grabbed his chest. I know it had to hurt. I hated seeing my baby in pain, I wanted to cry. His ears had been numbed and they told us that it would probably last for 6 hours and then we could give him Tylenol after that. On the right home, Logan conked out and took a nice long nap at home. Poor little guy, but I was glad to get it over with.

Friday was Logan's 6 month checkup, which also means shots. I think I hate those more than he does. He weighed 16 pounds 11 oz which is the 33 percentile. And he was 27.5 inches long which is the 83 percentile. My little man is tall and skinny. He eats like a pig, I guess it all must be going to his length. He only had three shots as opposed to the four he usually has. He was happy up until the shots, but once they were over he only sniffled for a little bit and then was was back to normal. So much better than last time where he screamed all the way out to the car and I had to give him a bottle to calm him down. Next checkup is at 9 months and I was informed, no shots!! Horray!!