Happy Birthday to the one who gave the gift of motherhood to me! But how can this be 40 years ago?
40 years.
I remember the day like it was yesterday. October 28 was a Sunday and Todd and I went to my parents' house for dinner. Dad had grilled some steaks, Mom fixed baked potatoes, a salad, and green beans, and I didn't feel well. My stomach was upset, I was a little achy. was it the flu? I went down to my parents' basement and laid on my brother's water bed - it was so comfy - while Mom, Dad, and Todd ate their dinners. We went home, I was feeling worse, and around 11:30 p.m., Todd said, "Let's go to the hospital." I did not think I was in labor but I had no idea what being in labor felt like. So we went to the hospital and guess what? I was in labor.
Four hours hours later, 3:46 a.m., I was holding a baby boy in my arms.
"(The) firstborn can instill joy, fear, triumph, uncertainty, and delight all at the same time. The moment your first child is born your life changes completely and irrevocably, for good."
That sure is the truth and this guy paved the way for three more.
Happy Birthday, Patrick!
Time flies, Happy Birthday to the big guy. Let him know that a lot of wonderful things happen after you turn 40. (I started my third year of law school the week I turned 40.)
ReplyDeleteYes, many wonderful things happen after 40. I was working on my M.Ed and balancing life with a hard working husband and four busy kids. Lots of good times between then and now.
DeleteHappy Birthday to Patrick. And, happy memories to you!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much!
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