Scars and "Wierdees"

So the other day Max got a little too close to me while rough-housing and bumped into me.  Not a big deal, but while recouping from the c-section we just have to be a little careful around mom these days.  

David says:  "Max, you have to be careful around mom's....um...."

Max fills in:  "Her Wierdee"

Both David and I share an amused glance.  Obviously he was not really thinking of the incision, but got the general idea.  We had never heard this term before and so David says:  "That's a good name for it Max; just like we call yours "Kibbles and bits" and Jane's "HooHa."

Now it's your turn.  What are the names you've come up with for the "Parts".

It's been....One Week (since you looked at me)

Griffin has arrived.  One week ago at 8:20am he came into the world covered in tons of crisco looking goop!  He is such a sweet little (or not so little) boy.  He was 9 lbs 5 ounces and 20 1/2 inches long. He is eating and sleeping wonderfully (so far).  We're all thrilled that he's safe and sound.

The delivery went fairly routine except for about a minute and a half when my blood pressure dropped very quickly and I felt like I couldn't breathe, but luckily that issue was remedied quickly.  David had given me a blessing the night before and one of the things he said was that I would be "articulate in my ability to tell doctors what was going on with my body."  It was very clear in my mind when I started to feel the sensation that I couldn't breathe on the operating table that I needed to tell the doctors.  It took me a few seconds to focus on what was happening, but then I remembered David's blessing and told the anesthesiologist what I was feeling and he pushed some meds that stopped my blood pressure from dropping.  I'm very grateful for David and the insight he felt as he gave that blessing.  That was a panic that I do not want to feel again anytime soon!

The kids are loving Griffin and Jane has become the best helper (not a surprise there).  She wants to hold him at night and does for a while so we can get Blake to sleep....if only we could get her to change diapers we'd be in business.  Our little family is complete!

Poll

Out of curiosity....and because it's been on my mind quite a bit lately.

If you were sure you didn't want any more kids would you get your tubes tied?  It's so darn permanent, but the thought of getting pregnant again puts FEAR into my soul.

Mirena (an IUD) is another option, but since they are doing a c-section in a few days it's pretty easy to tie the tubes right there while they're staring you in the face.   

So what do you think?