Hes a happy boy and never really crys he temper tantrums and crocodile tears but even when hes really hurt he rarely crys. I guess hes been hurt enough by now to know that it dont help!

 

My path with Patrick has been a long painfull one. Some how during the act of conception I threw my back out and couldnt move for the first 3 to 4 months I was pregnant! Thats how I found out I was Pregnant! I had went to the ER to have my back looked at. (of course I didnt tell them how I had actually hurt it!) And of corse since I was a married sexually active woman they had to do a pregnacy test on me before they would risk doing x rays of my back! And to my utter disbelive I was pregnant yet again not two months after having Mark at least I had had a period since giveing birth this time! So they wouldnt and couldnt do anything for my back other than put me on bed rest till it got better or I had the baby! When they came in to get blood to do labs I was so tense cause I just knew that when I told my husband and my mom that I was pregnant again my husband would walk and my mom would kill me! that they couldnt get one drop of blood out of me. they stuck me over 20 times in differnt palces with differnt people trying and no one had luck getting any blood out of me. When my mom came arond to see me (she was at work at the time) and I told her she at first said no and then when I burst into tears she asked me why I was crying and I told her that now she hated me cause I ahd gotten pregnant again! and she laughed at me and hugged me and told me that I couldnt help it if I was "fertile Mertle" (her nick name for me cause I kept getting preg) and that we would all love this baby as much as the others. By then My Husband had come back in from smoking and we told him He just flopped into the nearest chair and had this oh my god look on his face. But he didnt walk. (they still couldnt get any blood out of me!) they made me an appointment with my Ob for two weeks from that day. And the Sono said I was 3w and some days (I hadnt even missed a period yet!) and my due date was sat for Dec 22. I again knew it would be earlier!

When we went and told my MIL that I was yet again pregnant. She didnt belive us again and didnt even after we showed her the sono pictures. (we later found out that she said she'd belive it when she saw it)

Things went smoothly enough like always! and at the 20 week visit the sono again said BOY!

At 4:45am the 12th of Dec I woke having pains that made me sit straight up in bed! I was due to go to the doctors at 9:45 that morning for a usual check up. So I just say quietly and waited for my husband to wake up. When he did I told him to go across the yard and wake mom and ask her to use the phone to call in to work that I was in Labor. (we didnt have a phone at the time) He just looked at me for a minute and then when I ouched and held my belly for a minute for a contraction. He shot up dressed and ran across the yard. While he was talking to his boss my mom walked across the yard and asked me what was up. I told her that I had woken up about 5 and had been timing the contractions and right then that were about 4 min apart. She too remembered that I had a appointment that morning and we both agreed to just go to the doctors office as soon as It opened and be seen early.

Well we got to the doctors office a few minutes before they opened and waited for them to open the doors. The contractions were really uncomportable by now! We went in and told the receptionist that I had a appointment at 9 but that I thought I was in labor and would like to be seen earlier. She said of course and had us rushed back almost imeditaly. The nurse told me to undress my lower half and cover with a sheet and the Doctor would be in to see me in a moment! Well about 45 minutes later and no doctor let alone a nurse had been in to see me and I was MAD I could have done had the baby in there waiting on that lazy fat Doctor to get to me. I got up dressed and walked out! compleatly out of the building! My husband and my mom hot on my heals. I sat/leaned on the knee wall around the building and cryed thru a contraction. (they didnt really hurt but I was scared at this piont that the doctors would just let me have it and never even care to help out! After smoking a ciggy I was a bit more undercontrol and desided to go back up to the doctors office and give them a peice of my mind and then go home and have my baby on my own! fewwy on those doctors! Well when I walked back through the doors and told the recptionist that it was a shame that they had such pitaful doctors on their staff that would let a woman sit in a room without even attempting to send a nurse to check on her when she was laboring! Then I realized that every one in the whole place was watching me and a few of the "new expecting moms" looked like they were ready to walk out too! Then the nurse to the doctor on call came out and told me that he had agreed to see me in just one minute if I would just wait. I said yeah sure (relived that the one that I was suppost to have seen that morning wouldnt be delivering me!)(by the way the whole hospital uset to pick on her saying that she would probly be late for her own kids birth! she had been late to deliver so many times!)

The nurse put us in the hall and said shed be right back she would go see where he wanted me put. She came back about 2 minutes later and said he wanted me to just go on over to labor and delivery and sign in and he'd be there in about 15 minutes.

We walked around the building to Labor and Delivory. By then it was about 11. And I was getting more and more uncomportable!  He showed up as he said he would and said I was about 6cm and only 70% efaced. And told me to go walk for a bit and then they would see where I was we went to Wal-Mart for afew and walked then went back when he said to be there again. he again checkedme and I was still 6 but I had gone up to about 85% efaced and that he would like to monitor my contractions for a while. well the nurse didnt get the straps around me right to pick up any of the contractions. So it looked like I was just being fanatic. She had me go walk the halls for a while and came back and checked me again. still nothing. so they desided to break my water to get things going faster. it was about 1 by then. they broke it and then sat me walking again. by 3 they had givin up hope that I would have any good contractions with out patocin and my mom had walked down the hall to get her favorite nurse from the ER to give me the shot (I had again talked the doctor out of an IV) when the girl got there she was as big in the tummy as I was! And said she wouldnt hurt me. I looked at her and very calmly yet thru tears asked if I could have just a little more time to do it on my own. (I was very upset at this point my other two had been natural and I wanted this one to be too) She looked like she wanted to cry and asked to stay for the remainder of my labor. we all said she could. and she didnt give me the shot! I closed my eyes and tryed to think back to Mikes delivery and hoped that it would calm me. (by this point my body was very tired this was my third delivery in 22 months and a bodys just not ment to do that no matter how tuff the person is!)

the Doctor came in fairly often to make us all laugh (he was a bit of a clown he would remind you of Patch Adams) he would always say now if this hurts just punch the nurse! and I would laugh thru what ever was suppost to hurt! About 3:30 I started to get that feeling and hollerd out the door at the doctor (I could see him in the doctors louge watching sports!) that I needed he to come catch (he had "baby catcher" on his name bage instead of OB/GYN !! LOL

With my next contraction I begain pushing. He of course asked the nurse to put my TV on HIS sports so that he could watch while he cought! we got a hoot out of that! but she did it and he did actually watch sports while I pushed. He kept his finger over my vagina so that when the baby started pushed on it he would turen and see the progress! About 4 pushes got the baby to crown and another 3 poped out the head. a half push more and my third son was here. 3:29 pm "daddy" cut the cord and they took him and cleaned him up.

they deliverd the placenta and the nurse proceded to push on my tummy. till I WANTED TO PUNCH HER! lol. they had never done that before and she was a differnt nurse than I had had before. I didnt like her much cause every few minutes shed come push on my tummy (she said it was to help the rest of the stuff come out!)I didnt care what it was for ever time she did it I wished that I HAD had the baby at home! and she made me wait two hours before she let me walk out to the smoking block and then she insisted on going with me cause she was scared I would fall or pass out! I kept telling her that this was hte 3rd time that I had done this and that I was more than capable of going on my own. and it took All I had to keep her from takeing me out in a wheel chair! I had a baby for goodness sakes! by her you would have thought I'd just had a leg amputaed!

but 24 hours came and went and during that time he was circumsized and by 26 hours after the birth we were home with his brothers.

 

today he is a bit behind i think is were he has been the baby so far and is use to not having to do as much as the others and of course when ever we try to talk to him and get him to answer his brothers answer for him so his talking is a bit behind. but every one (including the doctors) say this offten happens with children in the house that are so close.(like multi births)

And as I said before he is a clutz! I will try over time to remember all his boo's and and them here but there are a lot! (the family doctor said he inherited it from his father!) (daddy is a major clutz too!)

 

UPDATE JUNE 23 2009

Well I guess theres alot to tell about my Paddy, He has been thru alot. Hes got so many Doctors now its almost not funny. he has a physcologist, an allergist, a ENT, a few theripists OT, speech, behavoral, and even more people at school he will be going into 1st grade in August.

He had sergery in April over spring break, to have tubes put in his ears and his adnoids and tonsils removed. poor baby, that was a scary process, (they let me stay with him until he went to sleep. that was very freaky to watch) but he recovered nicely as hoped, hes now actually gaining weight! and he can breath thru his nose and he dont snore!

Before his tonsils were so big he couldnt eat so he was really small (tall thou hes as tall as Mark) just really skinny like slims would fall down! he looked like a little walking skeleton. Alex's little arms were bigger around than his were you could count all his ribs and all his other bones he had NO muscle mass at all (hence the OT) now hes actually got some meat hes gained about 10lbs so far. go paddy ya want mine??? ( I is about 80lbs over weight anybody need some extra fat?)

 

DOB 12/12/02 3:29pm

Weight 6lbs7.7oz

lenth 19in

head 13in