Daddy Daycare turned into daddy being sick! If I am just honest, I am a hard person to take care of when I am sick. What made it worse was the fact that Jedidiah just continued to slowly recover from his sickness. His belly started to swell and he seemed to very uncomfortable throughout the day. After another conversation with another doctor, Tarah took Jed into the Emergancy Care Doctor on Sunday.
The doctor took some Xrays and ruled out a blockage of his digestive track but we are still trying to identify why his poop was white (like mash potatoes) for a few days. We will get a culture back in a few days on that one. Anyway, he was prescribe three types of medicine and looks to be gaining his old form back today.
Thanks for your prayers and concerns.
Will <><
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Okay, I am still learning this blog thing. Unfortunately, each time I have tried to make an entry I have had to re-write it because of my stupidy. I wish I could learn everything about computers like computers learn everything we need them to know. Just insert information and it is instantly downloaded into my memory banks. Unfortunately, mine is all by trial and error. I am confident that the first blog I wrote was much better than this one is going to be.
The story of today was that I (Will) tried to step into Tarah's shoes for a day. To quote my dad after having our kids for a full week, "I don't know how Tarah does it everyday." Last night Tarah became the third member of our family to contract a stomach virus (this is if you include Eliana to our family). Mama - Out of Commission = Time for Daddy Daycare to come to the rescue.
Let me make sure you understand. Tarah in bed sick. Jedidiah and Eliana at the house, both getting over the same stomach virus. I just put our kids to bed. All of them were calling for their mother and all of them were now more sick of daddy and needing the only medicine that always heals, Mama.
The most gripping of all the cries was Jed's. I put him in his crib and left his room but the piercing sound coming through the baby-monitor permeated the house -- MAMA, MAMA, MAMA.
Pray that Mama is all better by the morning.
Will <><
Our first Christmas in Summerville was a thrill! Most families that have three kids between the ages of one and seven usually have several traditions they have established but for the Browning family there were a lot of first.
Our season started with a wonderful gift from a new friend Alice, who I worked with at LifeWay. She offered to pay for our family to go to James Island State Park where each Christmas they have a incredible light show. That night was amazing. As we road through the park looking at the lights the backdoor of our van was filled with fog and fingerprints. The kids heavy breathing and faces glued to the wintery window began our Christmas memories.
Tarah and the kids were able to visit her sudo-grandparents (the Busby's) in Gainsville, FL. Unfortunately during this trip I saw Ethan's real commitment to the Gamecocks (and to his dad) when I viewed the video tape of him doing the Flordia Gator chop. They also traveled to Syvania, GA to hang out with Aaron, Pam, Dawson, Landon, and Madson (Tarah's brother's family). This trip was filled with chasing chickens, chaos, and swinging down a pulley.
The best memories where at home. Being a dad is great. Putting up our Christmas tree as a family for the first time, buying presents for mommy, and playing tic-tac-toe every day with reindeer and santa figures will be etched in my mind for years.
Another trip to Barnwell and a trip to Myrtle Beach brought the season to an end. Back to school and taking down the Christmas decorations concluded our season. What is coming up next? Stay tuned to find out.
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