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Monday, February 28, 2011

Happy Birthday Son!


Today is Donna's Memory Lane Monday and since it is the 28th of February my son's Clint's Birthday I wanted to do my Memory Lane Monday about the day he was born. The picture above is one of my favorites of Clint and I together. It is our dance on his wedding day.

All of you that know me know that the best thing I ever did in my life was to have my three children. I adore and love all three of them beyond any words I could put to paper.

Well thirty-eight  years ago today was at the time the second proudest day of my life. Hard to believe that Clint is 38 today. Let me tell you a little about the day this handsome young man was born.

About 11:30 PM on the 27th of February some friends of ours were leaving our home after playing a board game called Wahoo with us. We always had other couples over and played this game or card games. This night it was Jimmy and Cookie Loesch. They had only been married a short time and had no children but Jimmy adored the woman that his best friend had married and he kept watch over me like it was his child coming into the world. He called me every day asking if it were time for his God Child to be born. That night when they were leaving he hugged me and said, "I was praying you would of went into labor while I was here tonight!"

Well Jimmy missed his prayer by about thirty minutes. While putting on my nightgown for bed I got the worse back ache that I one could imagine. Of course, being young I had no idea that was the beginning of my labor pains. I laid down and knew within ten minutes that I was having a baby.

My husband called my mother to come over and watch our son Chad while he took me to the hospital. Lord it was the longest ride of my life and we only lived across town from the hospital. We were in his pick up truck instead of my car and I swear every bump he hit I just knew my baby was going to be born in a darn pick up truck. lol Of course I was screaming like a scared wild woman for him to drive faster.

He had no clue as to how serious I was but maybe he did because I do remember us running stop signs and speeding.

We drive up to the emergency entry and by then he is screaming. ha ha.....They brought a wheel chair and of course wanted me to sit in the hall and fill out paper work and answer their questions. God where was Ms Pearl when I needed her. I told whoever was admitting me there was no time for that to get my doctor there and get me to the delivery room.

No one listens to a pregnant woman and thought yeah they all say that when they come in. Finally somehow we got to a room and a nurse examiness me and tells me to relax because I have at least four or more hours to delivery. I told her that my baby was coming and to get the doctor. She refused to listen to me and forced me to get up out of the bed and sat on a commode since she had gave me the famous enema.

I remember so clearly to this day begging that nurse not to put me on that commode. She ignored my pleas and there I sat bigger than ever on a darn commode. Now I am thinking God it would of been better to have my baby in that ole pick up truck than in a commode.

Sitting alone in that bathroom I let out a sound from my throat that vibrated the walls of that hospital and my hubby ran into the room. I told him to get me up on the bed and quick. Thank God he listened to me because after he lifted me up off the commode and carried me to the bed I could feel the babies head pushing out.

He ran to hall way screaming almost as loud as I had just screamed but by the time he got someone to believe him that the baby was coming I had already had my precious Clint.

Thank God he did not let a little thing of being born without a doctor bother him. I lifted him up on my stomach and cried at how I had just brought into the world another beautiful baby boy.

The stupid nurse came in with a look of horror on her face and what did she do but call the doctor. They then wheeled me into the delivery room and before long the doctor and the aniesthesiologist were there with me and would you believe that the aniethesiologist tried to put me to sleep.

I kept trying to push the thing off my face and finally the doctor told him to leave me alone that if I could have a baby alone I did not need to be knocked out for the this...... haha.

Later the doctor came into my room wanting to know exactly what happened that he was not called in time and I told him exactly what happened. No one would listen to me.

Now I have nothing but so much happiness crowded  in these short thirty-eight years of my son Clint. (named after of course Clint Eastwood.)

No one could ask for a better Son, Husband, Father, Brother or Friend.
Thank you Sweet Jesus for giving me all of my children and for my memories!

Hope all of you have sweet memories today and will share them with Donna on her Memory Lane.

Love to all
Maggie




37 comments:

Rocky Mountain Woman said...

Maggie, I just loved this story! Took me back to the days when I was a young woman, having babies and taking care of kids....

I'll smile all day about this one!

Dan said...

What an amazing story! Your son is so lucky to have you for a mom. I am sure he is very proud of you too!

I hope you are doing okay! I think of you often!

Love Ya,
~Dan~

Julia said...

Maggie, you are quick just like my mom was, myself and my girls. Our labors were quick and short but mighty painful. We mean business...

What a handsome man Clint has become and you are blessed indeed. Happy Birthday Clint. Thanks for sharing this story. JB

Julia said...

Maggie I forgot to mention what a knock out you are on this photo.. You look gorgeous. JB

Rebecca said...

Beautiful post and happy bday to your beloved son. Handsome! And girly...you are GORGEOUS!

xoRebecca

Garden of Egan said...

Maggie, that is such an awesome story! Oh my goodness, I can't believe they wanted to put you to sleep after the fact!!!! Dorks.

That is an honest to goodness beautiful picture of the two of you. You are truly a wonderful mother and woman!

Kim said...

Oh my dear Maggie, that is a great story. When are people going to learn to listen to us?? LOL As I read through the post I kept saying to myself "please don't let him be born in a commode". I pretty sure you were thinking that too.
Clint Eastwood - love that!

Mumsy, Chancy and Company said...

I love the picture sweet Maggie. Two beautiful people, Clint has your wonderful smile. I enjoyed reading your story, it took me back to the day my Clint was born, my story is much different than yours though and my Clint is older than yours.

Happy Birthday to your sweet Clint!

Thanks for sharing your story. Love and hugs

Brynwood Needleworks said...

What a fabulous (and vocal) story, Mags! I'm sure Clint loves hearing about how he came into the world. Happy Birthday, Clint!
Thanks for participating in MLM, Mags! Glad you joined the party!
Hugs from your pal in FL,
xoxo
Donna

yaya said...

Well, a big Happy Birthday to Clint! I love people who's birthday is Feb. 28th...because it's mine too! So maybe that makes us twinners! P.S..The pic of you and Clint is lovely and you look beautiful and just like my late Sister-in-Law...P.S>S..I love Clint Eastwood....He can park is cowboy boots under my bed anytime...Whoa, did I really just say that??

Sue said...

Loved reading this story about Clint's birth. I'm not sure why they don't seem to want to listen to an experienced mother's opinion of when the baby is coming. It's sort of a recognizable feeling, right?

;)

PS. Happy birthday to him! My daughter was born on Feb. 27th. Good things happen at the end of February!

Queen Of The Armchair aka Dzintra Stitcheries said...

what a beautiful pic of you with clint...and what a story...dzintra

Donna@Conghaile Cottage said...

"Happy Birthday to your BIG baby boy"!!! Why oh why don't the nurses listen to us! I'm the Mom of 3 grown boys(Men), and have SO many similar stories to tell!!! My Hubby would look at me and say, "You are NOT having the baby yet, The DOCTOR SAID SO"!!! UGH!!!
I'm your newest FOLLOWER!!! I'm so happy you and I have become friends.
Hugs,
Donna

Grandma Honey said...

I had to laugh when I read how you would rather have the baby in that pick up truck than the commode! And what an crazy man trying to put you out AFTER you gave birth! What a story.

A Tale of Two Cities said...

Of course, a mother always knows best at important moments, like when she is about to drop a baby!!! You and Clint look just marvelous in this picture--hope you are enjoying your walk down memory lane!

Debi

Sue @ Not the Good Scissors! said...

Such a cute post. Happy Birthday to your beloved son. Son's are the best!!!
Hugs, Sue

Arkansas Patti said...

Happy Birthday Clint. I'm sure you know how lucky you are to have such a special Mom. What a great picture of the two of you.
That was an incredible experience you had Maggie and that nurse is just lucky that Pearl wasn't full grown yet.

Donna said...

Your life is just one BIG adventure, Maggie!! Even giving birth is a Hollywood script! What a nurse you had...I think the same one was there when my twins were born! I worked in OB for a while after they were born. I think it made me a much more compassionate person!
Happy Birthday to handsome Clint, and to his beautiful Momma...kudos!!
PS....Love your music!!!

Deb said...

Great recounting of a wonderful story! Thanks for visiting my blog and your kind comments.

Kerrie said...

WE just celebrated our 51st Anniversary Feb 27th! Nurses can be so stupid can't they? LOL My last baby, a girl was born while my husband was parking the car and the nurses wouldn't listen to me, either! Ha! I love your memories and your Son is very handsome and lucky he has such a sweet Mom! I thought I was already following but apparently not. Thank you for your visit and comment. Hugs, Kerrie

Debby said...

A beautiful story. Happy Birthday to your sweet son. It is so obvious how much you love your children. Doesn't surprise me that he was born without a docot, hah.
Thanks for your prayers and concerns. It has been so hard. xo

Debby said...

That would be "doctor", hah.

Kathie said...

Oh Maggie, I never fail to get a smile on my face or laugh out loud when I come to your blog. The story of Clint's birth was great and NO they never do listen to the pregnant women, they must think being in that condition renders us temporarily stupid. What a beautiful picture of the two of you, he is such a handsome guy and of course, you're lovely so we know where he got his looks! Thanks so much for sharing this story! And many many more Happy Birthdays to Clint!

jojo said...

wonderful story, precious boy! Happy Birthday Clint..;j

Tapping World Summit 2011 said...

Your post is amazing! Happy birthday to him!

Draffin Bears said...

Dear Maggie,

I loved reading about the birth of your precious Son. That is such a beautiful photo of you and Clint. Wishing him a very happy birthday!

Hope all is well with you and have a lovely week
Hugs
Carolyn

acorn hollow said...

Happy Birthday to Clint and what a birth story.
and huba huba you are beautiful in that picture.
Cathy

Grandma Yellow Hair said...

You are all so darn sweet. Spreading all that sweet honey about my picture. I have to agree with you though I think my son is a cutie pie. He just lost 25 pounds and looks just like this as for as me well the pounds are not going away like his.
I tried everything to get the glare off this picture but I could not so I just went ahead and used it because it shows how much I love this guy
Love you guys tooooooo
Maggie

Nezzy said...

Oh dang...I've been so stinkin' busy I missed the party for your very handsome son!

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY GUY!!!

Once again a fabulous read!

God bless and have a beautiful day sweetie!!!

Sybil said...

Happy Belated Birthday Greeting to Clint. what a lucky man he has to have had such a wonderful Mum... Thank you for the wonderful story of his birth..wonder if he will read and thank you as well LOL
Love Sybil xx

Marydon said...

G'eve sweet Maggie ~ Youare as beautiful NOW as you were then ... trust me I know FIRST HAND!!! Beautiful ...

I had my angel son Sean not that dissimilar to you ... only I was on the pot & stood UP just in the knick of time to CATCH Sean ... a nurse, first night as a nurse on duty walked by as I stood in the doorway hollaring for HELP, & she took off running! I said 'oh, my God, now what do I do?' Soon a Dr came flying into the room. That is how Dr. John delivered John-John in the 'jon'. Precious memories ...

Happy birthday to that gorgeous hunk, Clint.

Hope all is going well for you ... miss you.
Love & hugs,
Me

Tracy said...

Oh Maggie,
What a lovely story and you are certainly blessed with Clint and your other two children. I love the photo of the two of you and you can tell he's so proud of his MaMa...

Shirley said...

Hi Maggie, Your post brought back some wonderful memories of when I had our daughter. I had a horrible back ache that just kept getting worse. We made it to the hospital, but they had no time to do anything to me. The doctor made it by the skin of his teeth. He had just enough time to have a gown thrown on him and his gloves. By the time my hubby got me admitted, they were pushing me down the hallway to my room. It was very speedy. Happy Birthday to your son and you made a very good looking couple. Have a great day. Your Missouri Friend.

~JANN ~ said...

You can really tell a interesting story :)
Another thing we have in common. Your son being born on February 28 and my Dad was also born on this same date.

Tam said...

Your son looks just like you! Wow you are a beautiful lady maggie and Clint is so handsome.
Love that you named him after Clint Eastwood.
Tam

Andi's English Attic said...

So many years later let's hope medical staff are more sensitive to the saying 'mother knows best'. Great story. xx

Karen Whittal said...

What an absolutely fantastic photo, of you and your son, the colour is just right for you.