Today was surgery day for Roxi. Three cheers for the wee one, because she got through it like a champ.
We're home. Roxi is sleeping peacefully in her crib. The three of us have been showered by good wishes, stuffed animals, DVDs and unbelievably delicious food by our friends. Rob and I are sitting down with gift beers as I type this. Life is A-OK.
We won't know how successful the surgery was for several weeks. But it's enough right now to be in our house, with this particular hard part behind us. Yeeeehaw.