.... to my baby.
My son .... my baby .... will be 38 tomorrow (October 26th).
Thirty-eight!!!! How the heck did that happen?
Where have the years gone?
1. Here is his birth announcement.
We spotted it while shopping one day but I didn't want to buy it yet.
We didn't know what we were having and although we both secretly
hoped for a boy
we didn't want to jinx it by buying it ahead of time.
So, after Keith was born and we were settled in our room for the night
my husband went out and drove 45 minutes away to buy
What a guy!!!
2. My water broke while we were at a Halloween Party.
Yes, I was in costume.
I was dressed as a nun.
3. Labor didn't start right away. It felt like it took forever.
In fact, it was taking its sweet time so much that they decided
to wheel me up to my room to wait around up there.
Once in my room I announced I had to pee.
I tinkled and labor started immediately.
It started up so fast and furious that the nurse thought I was kidding.
Baby was crowning.
They plop me on a gurney and they are speeding down the hall ...
into the elevator ... down another hall ...
and to the delivery room.
Just in time!
4. Once in the delivery room it was a blink or two and ....
... this little guy was born!
Labor started at 10:30 a.m. ...
Keith was born at 11:59 a.m!!!
5. Giving birth is quite the experience.
The range of emotions you go through during and after
is beyond description.
The same goes for motherhood.
It's an emotional occupation.
I worry that I haven't been the best mother that I could have been.
I still worry about him ....
is he okay? Is he safe? Is he healthy?
I can't take him by the hand anymore
and steer him away from things that aren't good.
He's a grown man.
He has his own life .... his own choices .... his own decisions.
Happy Birthday, Keith!
Played along with Nancy and Random 5 Friday