I wrote this back in 2012, June 18 Happy Birthday, Matthew
It was hot, hot, hot that year. I was pregnant w/my fourth child. We knew it we going to be a boy and he would be Matthew. I love the name, such a guy name…MATTHEW. His due date was July 12,1988. We had just moved into a new home in Naperville, IL Heritage Knolls. It was right across the street from River Woods. We had Michael Jr. who was 5 years old and Lizzie who was 2 years old. We moved in on Memorial Day weekend. It was hard because I got so big when I was pregnant. And like I said before, it was hot, hot, Hot. Oh did I mention it was hot.
I had Dr’s. appts. like every week, because I was at the end of my pregnancy. It was a Monday night and I had just been to the Dr’s. that day. I was in the garage trying to get around the lawn mower, when I lost my balance and fell on the wires of the lawn mower. I didn’t want to fall on my big belly so I landed on my legs. Oh how that hurt and they got cut up and bruised. The neighbor heard me crying out for help and came running. He was a little asian guy and was trying to pick me up (w/o any luck). Instead he just yelled to my husband w/a thick accent, “Your wife, your wife has fallen. Come quick!!!” Actually I was really crying just because I was so mad and hot and tired of being pregnant. How stupid that I could fall like that, geezzz.
Well then my husband had to pack us all in the car because the Dr. wanted to see me and make sure I was okay. He put me on the monitor just to see how the baby was doing. The baby was fine, my legs not so much. Now my goal was not to have this baby until my legs healed. I looked a sight.
I had a lot of work to do. I had to get unpacked, set up a nursery, (buy everything including a crib as we had nothing for a baby) in the matter of a couple of weeks. No easy task with two kids under six at home. I had a girl, Laura Workman, come over part of the day and keep the kids busy so that I could get stuff done. It helped some, but I was limited because of my size. I was H U G E and the pregnancy was taking it’s toll.
Father’s Day weekend came. My dad came up to see the new house. I just remember him coming up that day, that’s why I’m including him in this recollection. Me, Michael and the kids went into town to Ribfest that week-end. I think it was the first time for rifest. Like I said, it was so hot that day.
Spent a quiet evening at home that night. Went to bed feeling fine, just big, fat and pregnant. Got woken up early the next morning. It was June 19th, Sunday Father’s Day. I had a discharge of water. I thought this can’t be happening it is way to early. I had almost a month to go. Nothing was ready for the baby. The house wasn’t unpacked. The nursery wasn’t set up. We didn’t even have a crib yet. Really, you have got to be kidding me. But the baby didn’t really care that we were not ready. He was,so today was going to be Matthew’s birthday. I had to call a friend to come and watch the kids until his Michael’s mom could get to the house. I think I called a friend of ours from high school. She came and off we went to the hospital, Good Samaritan in Downers Grove, IL.
Dr. Muraski was on call and he was probably going to deliver the baby. I wasn’t sure whether or not I was going to have an epidural or do it naturally like I had with the last 3. I wanted to have a pain free childbirth, but I wasn’t so sure of getting a needle stuck in my back. Well he told me not to wait too long to decide because once I passed a certain point I couldn’t get the epidural. Well my first real contraction came and I told him to get the anesthesiologist in here. I wanted an epidural. OMG, it was so easy after that. I only wished I would have had that with my other kids. Not only was labor and delivery sooooo easy, my recovery was so much faster.
So I got the epidural around 9:30, 10 am and I just layed around watched T.V. til around 12:30/1 pm. I started feeling a sensation of something, not pain just something was happening. Sure enough, it was baby time. Pushing was a breeze. Unlike the other one’s, no pain!!! I pushed a couple of times, and then there he was. Matthew Frain was born into this world. He was a beautiful baby. Stunning, like an angel. He had beautiful golden blond curly hair. Bright blue eyes, I know all baby’s have blue eyes when they are born but he would keep them.
He was like 4 weeks early so it was probably a good thing he came then. As it was, he was 6 lbs. 13 oz. He would of been like 9 lbs. if he had been born in July. It was a good thing.. The weather was so, so hot. 100’s and a drought on top of that. I think we had 3 or 4, 100+ degree days that week he was born. But Matthew was born on Father’s Day and that was a cool thing to give my husband that day. A brand new, baby boy on Father’s Day, Matthew James. What a cool name.
June 19, 1988…THE DAY THAT THE WORLD WAS CHANGED FOREVER !!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MATTHEW ❤
Wow, I am so not sure of anything I am doing. I have so much to learn, but I’m just trying to do it. Today I posted on a website and my picture was attached. I don’t know how that happened, but it was a good picture so I don’t really care. Did you ever feel like the universe is working with you and helping you to make things happen. Well today was that kind of day. I don’t believe in coincidences (I hope that is spelled correctly). It was what I call a, “God Wink.” He’s just helping you out with his plan. Well I’m trying to stay out of his way and let his plan work because I’m sure it is better than my plan. He is just pointing you in the right direction and keeping you on course. It’s called Faith & Hope. Love, Patti
My May Lists– Spring Cleaning Basement Cleaned Windows Washed Carpet Cleaned Home Repairs A/C Maintenance Garage Cleaned Cars Cleaned and Maintenance i.e. Oil Changed, Brakes, A/C etc… Prepare for Garage Sale (September sometime) Outdoor Activities Planned (Pool membership, Concerts, Fairs, Farmer’s Market) Holiday’s, Birthdays & Anniversary’s Vacations Party’s (Graduation) Barbecues Outside Cleaned-up and Garden’s Planted (Trees & Flowers, replenish mulch) Landscaper & Lawn Maintenance Wow, am I tired just looking at all the stuff I need to do. I better get a plan going. Summer will be over before you know it…
Today was a good day:) Spent it with the husband as most weekends are. Read the paper together in the am, then went to get coffee @Starbucks… Check my lotto tkts. & swap, hopefully get some more and win. Today was a win, so as I say in the lotto world, “I’m still swapping!” That is always a good thing. It’s just small stuff, but it’s fun. I think it’s in the gene’s. My grandmama use to send me up to the store to get her lottery tkts. I think it also comes from being Catholic. We use to go all the time to Vegas Night at my church, so I guess it’s okay. Sanctioned by the grandmama and the pope, it can’t be wrong… Weather was beautiful, sunny but a bit chilly. Pizza for dinner and down in the basement working in our creative studio. Michael painting & drawing, me finishing up with my new journal creation or something. See if I can’t win that $11,000,000 + lotto tonight. Then as Michael says we will just disappear. Sounds wonderfully dreamy the way he says it. I love you Michael.
I sit here, New Year’s Eve 2010…The Holidays started out good, 4 Seasons for Thanksgiving Dinner. It was good. Connor danced w/Joffrey at the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade, downtown Chicago. He had to go early, so my loving husband sent a limo to take me and the est of the family downtown as I do not drive on the expressway (due to pts of my car accident)…I know, I know get over it. I just hate driving on the expressway so I don’t do it. A couple of years ago one of my New Year’s resolutions was to drive to Chicago and I did it. I drove up to my husband’s building, aka Chicago Title Insurance. He was waiting outside for me. I remember he had the biggest smile on his face. That said it all,”See I knew you could do it and I am so proud of you for doing it.” So I did it, and I know I can do it but I just don’t want to do it again. So call me pisher… Thanksgiving was good, Michael Jr. didn’t attend. He spent Thanksgiving with Jen.
Matthew, my 22 year old is a professional dancer on Milwaukee Ballet. He picked up some shows w/Salt Creek Ballet’s Nutcracker for good money and he was the, “Cavalier.” Last year he rolled his ankle up in Milwaukee so he missed the Nutcracker completely. This year everything went well. Saw the show 2 times on the same day… Went with an old friend, so that was really special meeting up with someone who was with you back in the day. We went to the first show at the Paramount. Another friend also came with her daughter and that meant so much to me. It’s good to have friends. I count the many blessings I have in my life.
The show he did at the Paramount, he was amazing. I cried as I always do when I see my kids performing on stage. They are so talented and I am so proud of them. They work so hard, and I see the real work. I see the, “Battle Scars.” They can say it doesn’t hurt, but I put the ice packs that I find in their beds back in the freezer. The Advil on the counter, back in the medicine cabinet. But dancing is their passion. It has to be, otherwise they would not do it. It’s really too hard of a job, to just be a job. They love the stage and they love entertaining. It is their gift to the world. I think they would dance and perform even if they didn’t get paid. Sometimes they do. Thank you boys for bringing beauty into this world and into my life. I love you…
Performing…What can I say. I love it. I love everything about it. I love the lights, the instruments, the performers, the music, singing. I am transported literally to another place where there are no bills, there are no problems, there is no housework, there is no, “What’s for dinner.” There are only unlimited possibilities. Hope, faith, happiness and the future.
I have seen the entertainment world up-close and personal. I have learned so much from watching in the wings. That is exactly where I want to be too. Actually, I mean in the audience. So much more peace in, “The House.”
I have been in the wings…Call times, Costume changing the performers, Applying Make-up (Ugh, on the guys) Notes, Quick changes (just shoot me), and on and on and on. Now I know why Beetlejuice won’t do 2 shows on the same day, he just won’t do it. Because backstage is not glamorous, it is stressful. So much work. And even though the performer’s won’t admit it, I know their stress level is rising. When you hear, “5 Minutes,” and you still don’t have your make up on, I know their head is exploding. Yet they still manage to get out on the stage and perform. Yes, this is why they are the professionals, and they are called actors. Because that is what they do, ACT.
My kids are in the business. One of my son’s, a professional ballet dancer, was vomiting 30 minutes before he had to be on stage for, “The Nutcracker” with the Joffrey Ballet. Another time, he literally was running through cars on Congress Street in Chicago to get there by Curtain as he was the opening. I mean he was the first one in front of the King, (Romeo & Juliet/Joffrey Ballet) when the Curtain went up.
Then there are the costumes, oh the costumes. They are some actor’s treasure, and then they are some actor’s trash. Watching from,”The House,” during dress rehersal one of my son’s came out and said, “I’m not wearing the cow ears.” (Joseph & the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat/He was Benjamin) Then another son got pulled over after he left the theater because the police officer thought it was kind of strange to see someone driving around with cow ears on at 11:30 pm. (He was Levi) I think he might have even gone to sleep with the cow ears on.
A couple of tips for pre-professional Mom helpers. Always do make-up at home, if you can. Soooo much easier. Leave costumes at the theater, if you can for the run of the show. Keep costumes all together in a garment bag if you take it home to get it cleaned. If you don’t you’ll end up buying a pair of khaki’s at ‘Joseph A. Banks’ for your 6 year old that cost $150 dollars.
I have loved it, every minute of it. The stage is huge and when your kids are a part of that, well there are no words. Just a really cool feeling. They are amazing performers, each one of them. And in this world where we have people flying planes into buildings, I thank God for the talents of these artist’s who bring such beauty into this world, and to all who entertain and bring joy…I say, “Thank you!”
Happy 4th everyone…Summer is in full swing, or at least it should be. Good holiday, we are celebrating our country, “The UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.” I always say if you are lucky enough to be born in America, then you are lucky enough!!! Please remember all of the people who have made this country great and free. Remember all who have given their lives for this wonderful country. Say a prayer for all who are defending it now and say one for their families. Their sacrifice is great. Then make sure, no matter what your circumstances may be, go and enjoy the holiday.
Enjoy the outdoors…It has been proven that eating outside makes the food taste better. Go to a carnival. Even if you are watching your budget, go and be an observer. For me, I do not enjoy feeling like I am about to fall out of the sky to my death. So I watch everyone else, and it makes me smile. Enjoy a concert. There are so many different venues, stick with the ones from the past that touch your soul, or try a new one. Music is a gift, enjoy it. Oh and btw, did I mention it has been proven that listening to music outside makes it sound better. Then whatever you do, don’t miss the fireworks. All of the above mentioned activities are free. Oh and one more thing, the fireworks are always better OUTSIDE…
Just a few tips…If you don’t get into festival foods, (for fear of food poisoning or just the hassle of standing in line, finding a place to sit, blah blah blah) go to a favorite spot to eat, and fill up. Make sure you use their bathroom and always bring along a bottle of water before you hit the festival. Especially valuable information when bringing along the kids (bathrooms, sanitary wipes, blanket, and don’t forget the carnival straws).
It can be overwhelming, to do the carnival thing with kids. Be it 1 kid or many. That is why, whenever we would do the carnival thing, my rule was 1 treat. If money wasn’t a problem, then it was 1 treat (of food variety) and 1 ride. My kids were good with that. Because with all of the other activities going on that usually made everyone happy. Especially the dad!!!
For now, I must get started with my 4th of July Holiday…Happy 4th:)