It was a very exciting day when Patrick Allen Came into the world. I was about 37 weeks along and had a girl day planned with my sister, JoAnn to do some last-minute shopping before baby number 2 arrived. Baby number 1, Stephen was with us also. He was 18 months old and so cute. We took my new bright red F-150 extended cab truck, seats protected with trash bags, just incase. It was a sight to see me climb into. I was a little “fluffy”. Let’s just say I wasn’t doing any hiking at that point.
When I picked my sister up, she said, “You don’t look to well”. I reassured her I was fine and that I just didn’t sleep too well. She wasn’t convinced. But off to Bangor we went. First stop was Wal-Mart. I needed to use the cart to help me walk. JoAnn became more concerned. She insisted I go to the doctor’s. What did she know, huh, she only had the experience of having 4 children of her own. I said I’m fine. We need to get my shopping done. I had several more places to go.
Next stop, Joann Fabric. I just had to have that material to finish the baby stuff I was working on. When we were done there JoAnn became very adamant that we stop shopping and go to the doctors. I compromised and said after we go to JCPenny to buy the nursing PJ’s on my list. The rest of the list could wait. Nope, she said, NOW. I don’t know what the big fuss was. I felt nothing except I was tired.
We didn’t even purchase the items we were looking for. Off to my baby doctor, just a few minutes away on Mt. Hope. They grabbed me, but me on a bed. Said call your husband the baby is on its way. Oh Great!. He is in Texas. They sent me to EMMC where less than 3 hours later Pumpkin Patch was born. Thank goodness JoAnn knew her stuff or else Baby Patch would have been born at Penny’s in the maternity section.
You ask, “What’s this got to do with hiking the Appalachian Trail?” Nothing and at the same time everything. Once my kiddos were born I couldn’t go back to work. I failed at doing a good job teaching and parenting at the same time. I didn’t like not being able to do well at either job. It wasn’t fair to the students or the kids. So, we decided I would be a stay at home mom. Couldn’t ship the kids back. Nor would I want to.
Now that the boys are basically grown and less dependent on mom, I can pursue an adventure. Something we have taught the kids from an early age, to set goals and dreams and do what it takes to accomplish them. Even it that means you have to miss or postpone special dates. You must be first be willing to do the things in which you really don’t want to do in order to do the things you really want to do. So, thank you Patch for understanding my absence on your special day.