It has already been a week ago that Blake and I took Tate back to Madison to see the orthopedic surgeon.

I still want this doctor’s visit recorded in my little scrapbook!

This was the day where all of the rain we have been having was causing some major flooding in our area. We knew we needed a different route to get to Madison, as the way we usually take is right through the flooded areas. We also knew of one bridge that was closed on that route.

This is usually a small thin creek that runs through Coon Valley. It was not small and thin that day! It was almost to the road.

We came upon an accident where we sat and sat.

We made it to Madison 10 minutes before our appointment time. Thankfully, Tate’s appointment was not at the main hospital as usual, but at another smaller campus. We didn’t have too wait long, but Tate is used to waiting rooms and loves to explore every nook and cranny of them!

We were very grateful to learn that Tate is STABLE. That is music to his Mama’s ears! We are prayerfully hopeful that Tate will remain this way as he grows and we could then avoid surgery all together! I do tend to hold my breath as we wait for the surgeon to measure Tate’s new imaging and hear what he has to say.

Tate pretty much stole the heart of everyone on the floor of that building we were in. He is good at stealing hearts!

We hit up Whole Foods for some lunch afterwards. It is Tate’s favorite part of Madison trips!

We were in Grant’s car for this trip, as our van is, well, less than good, ahem! Thanks, Grant, for your car for the day! Tate slept the whole way home.

We got home around 5 p.m., and by then it had stopped raining. We ate a delicious meal that Addie Mae had made, and then went on a family walk. Or maybe a bike ride and walk. That is until Tate’s tire came off his big wheel!

I think I can cautiously say that we are getting into a groove with our littles doctor’s appointments! It really is something we need to get comfortable with, and keep breathing the whole time through. I will admit, though, that when we get home from a day in Madison, Blake and I both are pretty much worthless! We really didn’t “do” anything, but we always feel so wiped out.

I know I say it every time, but we are SO incredibly thankful for the team of doctors, nurses, and people who help care for Tate and Eliza. We love all of their doctors, especially Tate’s orthopedic surgeon!

STABLE. What a great word. A great report. Maybe even a miracle. I have never feared Tate’s prognosis, because I believe in a powerful God who created Tate and planned Tate’s life…….but I never could have imagined how amazingly well Tate would be doing.

We will take stable. Yes, we will. Thank you, Jesus!