Thirteen years ago today, I was awakened at 3:00 am by both of my grandmothers pestering me in a dream. They were insisting that I get out of bed and go straight to the ladies room…IMMEDIATELY…They kept telling me that my brand new mattress was about to be horribly ruined if I didn’t get up RIGHT NOW. Annoyed that my dream~visiting grandmothers wouldn’t leave me alone, I got up, went to the bathroom and my water broke...hand to God..true story...(Thanks for the heads up on the mattress, Grandmas!)
Fast forward twelve hours to 3:30 pm…I’m ready to have my baby and BAM! The power goes out in 10 states! No kidding! Uh, hello!? What happened to that nice epidural drip!? Ahhh, thank you, generator, for turning my epidural drip back on! Finally, straight up at 5:00 pm, my first child was born.
I'd like to thank the hospital for having a soda fountain right outside my room...this kept Chilly entertained all through my labor (as well as his thirst quenched.) There's nothing like the sound of someone filling up with ice and soda to make your labor go more smoothly...especially when you're at the point where you can't have any more liquids.
I'd also like to thank Chilly for ditching me the minute he saw the needle used for the epidural. Yep, he ran out of the room (probably to the soda fountain.) I can finally laugh about it, Chilly...it only took me thirteen years to see the humor.
Connor’s first few years were filled with many health challenges. Someday I’ll share that story. Today, however, is for celebrating because my son is now a teenager!
I am truly excited for him! (and a wee bit wistful too.) Connor is a kind, compassionate young man. He’s very smart and has a wicked sense of humor! He wants to pursue a career in medicine (specifically cardiology.) I have no doubt he will achieve that goal! He’s an old soul!
As I reflect on the past 13 years, I am filled with memories laced with Legos, Buzz Lightyear, Star Wars, video games, and a Monopoly obsession. He has developed great taste in music and can rock his guitar like a pro. He makes me laugh every day with his crazy sense of humor. He's also a top-notch zombie assassin. I love to annoy him with my "awesome" singing when we play Rock Band together.
Happy Birthday, awesome kid of mine! I’m so proud to be your mother. You are my greatest teacher, and I love you with my whole heart. Here’s wishing you a fantastic thirteenth year! You rock!
Happy Birthday, Teen Caveboy!