The other day while examining said "cracks", he discovered my cesarean scar. So he asked me, "This from?"
The rest of the conversation went something like this:
Me- That's from when mommy had surgery when you and Ezra were born. The doctor had to cut mommy's belly to get the babies out.
Silas, very concerned- Oh! Owie! Doctor use saw?
Me- No, the doctor uses a sharp knife and makes a little cut to take out the baby. Then after the baby is out the doctor sews mommy's tummy back together and mommy has an owie for a while but mommy and the baby are ok!
Silas, still quite concerned- Owie! Doctor (sounds like Docker) use sharp knife? Oh no!
Me- Mommy's ok! The doctor gives mommy medicine and mommy is just a bit sore later but the surgery doesn't hurt mommy.
Silas, looking relieved- Oh. Mommy?
Me- Yes?
Silas, using actions and pauses- Doctor sharp knife mommy's tummy? Take baby out? Sew back up? Mommy ok? Baby ok?
Me- Yes! You got it buddy.
Silas- Ok. Mommy ok. Baby ok. Nice doctor.
2 comments:
very cute :) And I'm glad he's not concerned anymore!
oh, that's really sweet!
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