I think the other pictures may have been deceiving. The overall mosaic woven in your head was one of a tiny cherub, blissful in sleep and wakefulness alike. Wrong!
This my friends is the true face of a baby. Hungry? Here's what his face looks like. Diaper change? See face. Gassy? You get the picture.
Oh, and this is the face he makes when he gets his manhood worked on.
I was fortunate enough to work with the doctor (who, coincidentally is from Switzerland, Jo), while he lopped off the excess on Ben's peeps. My job was to placate my son with sugar water on a plastic glove thereby distracting him from the goings on down below his equator. If he knew what I was really allowing the doctor to do, he might have tried to gum my finger in half. Luckily, he's not quite that bright yet, though if he got Beth's brains, he's not far from it at this point, I'm quite sure.
We hadn't fed Ben before the circumcision because we wanted to be able to calm him down after. Well, it seems that everyone kinda forgot to mention to us that after such a traumatic event, babys tended to sleep for hours in order to deal with the stress. So Beth was quite concerned when he wouldn't eat after for several hours, and even then, he didn't exactly jump at his opportunity.
After Ben was checked for too much bleeding (everything went fine), we were given the go ahead to head home!
The trip home was great, and we were all excited to be back home. Ben finally got to (marginally) see the home he had unknowingly lived in for the past several months. No doubt he was quite disappointed to find it wasn't quite the mansion he had envisioned, but he seemed to settle in fairly well.
But that's another post...
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