We'll start with Trey! As you all know his official name is Robert Lloyd Patrick III. He was born December 18, 2006 at 12:31 AM, which was actually 6 1/2 weeks EARLY! That day when I went into the hospital just thinking it was a false alarm and Rob was begging to go hunting for the last day of hunting season - thank GOD he came with me. A little more than 12 hours later I gave birth to a 6 lbs 4 oz and 19 inches long with a FULL head of jet black hair baby boy. 
Trey is an amazing little person. When he was born his cord was wrapped around his neck 2 times and he was not breathing. Boy were we scared. We were already freaked out because we were at the hospital giving birth, let alone knowing that there may be something wrong. He was never laid on my tummy & we didn't get to hold him, shortly after 
he was born they rushed him to the NICU. And when we went in there to see him, he already had all the cords attached to him. And band aids on his little feet where they had to give him medicine. Our hearts were breaking in front of our eyes. The emotions were overwhelming.
We spent one night in the hospital and the next night he was admitted to Children's Mercy in KC. It was a feeling I will never forget when Trey's doctor came into my hospital room and I was alone (Rob had ran home to take out the dogs) and he told me that Trey would have to go to Children's Mercy. His words; "W
e have some concerns". From the outside Trey looked completely normal (besides all the cords attached to him) and he acted normal - as any 6 1/2 week early baby would. But the doctors decided it was best for him to be seen by the best babies doctors in the business. And rightly so, they transported him to Children's Mercy about 9 o'clock the night of the 19th. He actually ended up getting a
pretty nice "suite" at the hospital with a window, a little side cubicle all to himself.
By the grace of God and the power of prayer Trey came home to us on January 18, 2007. And after each follow up visit he got released from further medical care. Within 2 weeks he was completely released and was tagged as healthy - he'll always be a preemie. Ever since he has thrived miraculously. He is described daily from strangers on the street, as "the happiest baby".
Trey is our daily reminder of strength and courage. He truly is our gift from God. We have had an amazing first year with Trey and I couldn't even tell you what our lives were like before him. He is an angel in so many ways. He came into our lives when we needed a sign of hope and love. 
His laughter and even his cries remind us each day how blessed we are to have a thriving little boy under our care. Thank You Jesus!
he was born they rushed him to the NICU. And when we went in there to see him, he already had all the cords attached to him. And band aids on his little feet where they had to give him medicine. Our hearts were breaking in front of our eyes. The emotions were overwhelming.
We spent one night in the hospital and the next night he was admitted to Children's Mercy in KC. It was a feeling I will never forget when Trey's doctor came into my hospital room and I was alone (Rob had ran home to take out the dogs) and he told me that Trey would have to go to Children's Mercy. His words; "W
e have some concerns". From the outside Trey looked completely normal (besides all the cords attached to him) and he acted normal - as any 6 1/2 week early baby would. But the doctors decided it was best for him to be seen by the best babies doctors in the business. And rightly so, they transported him to Children's Mercy about 9 o'clock the night of the 19th. He actually ended up getting a
pretty nice "suite" at the hospital with a window, a little side cubicle all to himself. Well, he spent one full month in the hospital and day after day - they still couldn't really tell us why he was still there. They changed doctors so much, who also changed opinions. The change of doctors was because we were there over the holidays; rotations are more frequent during that time of year. Basically what that meant - was that the decision to send him home kept getting pushed back; to allow the next doctor to
make the decision. It was a grueling month for the entire family. I stayed with Trey all day, every single day he was there and I only missed a few nights. There would be days that the doctors couldn't really give us a straight answer to why they were keeping him and then other days that they would tell us he would be going home at the end of the week but never would get to go. Every single day was stressful and full of the unknown. And to see his busied little hands and feet, because of all the shots he was given was truly unbearable. We truly wanted to s
muggle him out of there. By the second week he was no longer on any medicine. The only cords used were to monitor him. That was frustrating in itself - why stay for only monitoring him - we would do that at home. Even though our situation was horrible, we had faith that God was with us. He put our family in the position that I didn't have to get back to work and I could stay with Trey every day. Which I couldn't even imagine it any other way. And we knew that having him there ultimately would give him the best chance of "recovery".
make the decision. It was a grueling month for the entire family. I stayed with Trey all day, every single day he was there and I only missed a few nights. There would be days that the doctors couldn't really give us a straight answer to why they were keeping him and then other days that they would tell us he would be going home at the end of the week but never would get to go. Every single day was stressful and full of the unknown. And to see his busied little hands and feet, because of all the shots he was given was truly unbearable. We truly wanted to s
muggle him out of there. By the second week he was no longer on any medicine. The only cords used were to monitor him. That was frustrating in itself - why stay for only monitoring him - we would do that at home. Even though our situation was horrible, we had faith that God was with us. He put our family in the position that I didn't have to get back to work and I could stay with Trey every day. Which I couldn't even imagine it any other way. And we knew that having him there ultimately would give him the best chance of "recovery".Rob would come before and after work; stay late with us - he had to work and keep the bus
iness going, someone had to put bread on the table. The hospital had a strict rule of no sleeping next to the babies' bedside and only 2 visitors at a time. Which only made things harder on everyone. Even so, we felt so blessed to have had so many of you
visit and send us your prayers. It meant the world to us.
iness going, someone had to put bread on the table. The hospital had a strict rule of no sleeping next to the babies' bedside and only 2 visitors at a time. Which only made things harder on everyone. Even so, we felt so blessed to have had so many of you
visit and send us your prayers. It meant the world to us. Fortunately for us I was able to nurse Trey. I nursed around the clock. Which I believe encouraged the nurses to allow me to take short cat naps if needed while Trey, with all of his cords, was in my arms. We ended up spending Trey's 1st Christmas and New Years' Eve with him at the hospital. We made the best of both holidays and were just happy to be together as a family.
By the grace of God and the power of prayer Trey came home to us on January 18, 2007. And after each follow up visit he got released from further medical care. Within 2 weeks he was completely released and was tagged as healthy - he'll always be a preemie. Ever since he has thrived miraculously. He is described daily from strangers on the street, as "the happiest baby". At home we call him Nugs. Which that nickname came from Nugget. I would call him my little Nugget. He will also answer to Mr. Nuggles, Nuggie, and h
e'll do just about anything for cookies! He has also been described as "all boy". He loves his tractors, trucks and cars more than anything. He'll sit and figure out how things work; loves tires and gears. He loves to climb up and down stairs. His favorites are his doggies and the great outdoors. And he no doubt loves to be in the water. He loves Teocali rice and refried beans. And he never met a BBQ rib bone he didn't like. He loves to be go fast and be wild! He's the happiest when he is surrounded by his family and friends.
e'll do just about anything for cookies! He has also been described as "all boy". He loves his tractors, trucks and cars more than anything. He'll sit and figure out how things work; loves tires and gears. He loves to climb up and down stairs. His favorites are his doggies and the great outdoors. And he no doubt loves to be in the water. He loves Teocali rice and refried beans. And he never met a BBQ rib bone he didn't like. He loves to be go fast and be wild! He's the happiest when he is surrounded by his family and friends. 
Trey is our daily reminder of strength and courage. He truly is our gift from God. We have had an amazing first year with Trey and I couldn't even tell you what our lives were like before him. He is an angel in so many ways. He came into our lives when we needed a sign of hope and love. 
His laughter and even his cries remind us each day how blessed we are to have a thriving little boy under our care. Thank You Jesus! 
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