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Slideshow Silas…

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First picture…

Here is one picture.  A slide show or collage will follow later today, but here is one.

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To be perfectly honest with all of you, I have not wanted to talk that much about the birth of Silas with Jessica lately because in my heart there was a spirit that made me fear that I would lose her with this delivery.  Even typing these words now my eyes are swelling up.  None of you can imagine the pain and hurt that has been inside my heart because of this fear.

BUT… God has shown us His favor once again.

We left for the Siloam Hospital at 5:15 am Jakarta, Indonesia time on Friday, September 5th, 2008.  At 8:45 am that same morning, my son, Silas Edward Brammer, was born. Here are his stats:

  • He weighed in at 7 pounds and 11 1/2 ounces (3.5 kilo)
  • He is 20.4 inches long (52 cm)

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It doesn’t look like we are going to make it to the inducemen time.  It is nearly 3am our time (same time we went to the hospital with Jeremiah) and the contractions are getting shorter and shorter and much tougher.

We’re going to head to the hospital pretty soon so this will be my last post before Silas joins us.  I will try and get some pictures up right away, but obviously this is not the priority.

Prayer requests:

  1. That Jessica would have the energy, stamina, and heart to make it strongly to the finish line.
  2. That Silas would be born according to God’s will, healthy or not, difficulty or not, according to God’s will.
  3. That Jeremiah would do alright staying with some friends until I return afterwards. And that he would adjust well to having a baby brother.
  4. That I would be a good birthing partner, to start, by getting off of this computer and helping her with those contractions.

Please comment at the bottom of this post with some encouraging words for Jessica.  Peace and love to you all.  God bless.

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Inducing Labor Day

If Jessica does not go into active labor tonight, we will be inducing tomorrow morning at 7.  By “we” I mean the doctor at Siloam Hospital, not me. I don’t think they would let me do it if I asked.  I guess I just really didn’t think about asking.  Maybe I should?  But anyways, I am getting distracted…

Please be praying for us.  We would prefer to go into labor naturally (again, not me but her) but will follow the Doc’s instructions.  Jess is already about four days late and this way it will be a weekend.

On a “cool factor” note, if Silas is born tomorrow, his and Jeremiah’s birthdays will be exactly 18 months apart.  Cool huh?

~ Evan

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So Silas is not here just yet.  But we are waiting for him.  Actually, we thought he was going to be here last Friday.  But we are waiting for him.  Actually, we thought he might just show up early this week when Jess’ contractions started again.  But we are waiting for him.

This is a message to you, my son: “We are waiting for you.  We love you.  Come when you are ready to come.  But we are waiting for you.”

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I miss my old Jeremiah-the one I had a week ago.  Just a mere 7 days ago I had a kind, cuddly, helpful child who didn’t drive me nuts every moment of the day. Now I have “Jeremiah the Terrible”: someone who almost always does whatever I say “no” to, who no longer listens, refuses to pick up his toys, can’t seem to be helpful by handing me things anymore, and throws tear-ridden tantrums when he doesn’t get his way.  This child, whose lack of obedience all of a sudden, nearly brings me to tears of frustration some days. This is the child I have right now.

I don’t know if all of a sudden his toddlerness is kicking in (the terrible two’s) or maybe he is acting out because Silas is coming soon. He could be having a bad week or maybe he just decided that being good doesn’t pay. All I know is that I miss the Jeremiah of last week; the one with kisses and hugs and a much more obedient nature. Can’t I have him back? Please?

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A week from yesterday I got up early on to make teach our helper Tri to make pancakes.  I thought it would bless Jess to be able to have them that morning since she does such a fantastic job taking care of our son 24/7 while I teach, prepare, or lay around the house.  I am blessed to have such a wife.

All was going well with the pancakes.  Tri had caught on pretty quick (as she does with all the meals we teach her) and we were ready to move the show out of the kitchen and into the dining room.  Since I wanted to be particularly kind to Jess that morning, I had taken Jeremiah with me and had him set up in his high chair in the kitchen while we cooked.  Now it was time to move him.  The normal procedure at this point would be to take him out of his high chair, set him in the dining room, retrieve the high chair and reinsert him thus.  However, I skipped all of those steps and in all of my Dad wisdom, picked him and his chair up at the same time.  I had a good handle on the tray of the high chair, of which until this time I thought was permanently attached to the rest of the chair, and began to move him.  And then the tray came off.

What happened next breaks my heart everytime I think about it.  Jeremiah, still safely buckled in his high chair, toppled to the tile floor face first from about a meter off the ground.  I screamed for Jessica.  We picked up Jeremiah and there was a fountain of blood coming from his mouth.  At closer inspection we discovered that one of his top front teeth had been broken in half to look more dagger like and the other had jammed up further into his gums.

We cleaned him up and took him to the hospital.  First we went to pediatrics, who sent us to the emergency room.  They put some ointment on his gums to stop the bleeding and then sent us to the second floor to see the hospital dentist.  He looked for a second, prescribed some antibiotics and some pain reliever and told us to come back in three days.  Then charged us only $10 for the whole visit.

After three days we returned to the dentist who briefly looked at his teeth and then explained that there was nothing that could be done.  Eventually those teeth would fall out and be replaced by his adult teeth.  Until then, he would just look a little less refined.  By the time of the appointment, and even more at the time of this post, the tooth that was jammed up into his gums has come down on its own about 75%.  We are hoping that within a few days/weeks the swelling will subside and maybe it will even come down some more.  Our prayer is that the tooth is still alive and will not fall out.

So I feel like a terrible father.  I know that kids get hurt sometimes and that is fine.  I can deal with that.  What is a bit harder to bear is that I was cause for his injury.  I don’t want my children (Silas should arrive within two weeks) to ever be harmed because I was being careless.  Lord, forgive me.

~ Evan

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This Tip of the Hat post goes to our former Corban college mates, Matt & Joanie Oakes, the hTrees of Lyres E.P.usband and wife duo that make up the band Trees of Lyres. I just stumbled across their Myspace page where they have announced their E.P. called The E.P.  Very creative name I think.

Anyways.  I encourage all of our readers to take a moment and give a listen to their songs on their Trees of Lyres page or even better yet, just do what we did and head on over to Amazon and buy their album.  Its good.

Here’s to you Matt & Joanie. And congrats on your newest album.  Can’t wait to hear it.

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