Little David held up like a champ, not crying at all. He handled the anesthesia great, and came out of it tired, groggy, grumpy but oh-so-snuggly. He's doing great now - he's slept, he's had his milk (from which he'd been separated from for an excruciating 36 hours), and he's had dinner. Hopefully, it will be a calm night with him crashing here soon. Thanks so much for all of your prayers, they certainly did us good.
Oh, and here are some pictures of my brave little man:
Upon waking at 5:15am this morning.
In his totally adorable hospital gown.
Upon waking up from the anesthesia (Mommy's just a smidge tired, too.)
At home, recovering with markers :)