Friday, August 17, 2007

It's Probably Me...

...but it might not be. My husband, The Floating Husband (TFH for short,) has taken an interest in my hobby. I think it started on one of his duty nights. "Duty" means a shift of about 30 + hours at work, stretching into the wee hours of the morning. Boredom and Internet access led him to my blog. Then to the comments left on my blog. Then to YOU! He's really taken to some of you, and sometimes reads your posts before I do. So - for those of you with site meter - if it looks like I've been lurking around your blog, well, it's probably me... ...but it might not be...

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Happy Birthday, Sweet Boy!

Tuesday August 14th, 2001: I was having mild labor pains all day.
We went to bed at 10:00 pm.
At 11:45 pm my water broke - it was dark and murky: meconium.
We were at the hospital by 12:00 am.
After informing the attending nurse that my Doc wanted an ultrasound before delivery (to check head position due to possibility of Down's Syndrome) I was sent in for an X-ray (no ultrasound tech on duty at 1:00 am, I guess)
We found out you were breach.
Doc arrived looking sleepy and concerned, and informed me that I would have you delivered by C-section.
The worst part was the needle in my spine, and the precautionary statement "Don't move while I'm injecting you!"
Then, everything got warm, and sleepy.
But I had to stay awake to welcome you into the world!
You were born at 4:50 am on Wednesday, August 15th 2001,
exactly six years ago today.
You were pink and healthy as I knew you would be.

And now, with each new birthday, though I may mourn the loss of your chubby cheeks,
though I may look back rather wistfully to the day when you used to pronounce the word "white" "fwite,"
though you getting older means that I am getting older too,
I think about the miracle that is you, and I am thankful to be able to know such a wonderful, funny, handsome, smart, dear, sweet boy.

Happy sixth birthday, Ben!

birthday loot!