Birthdays Are a Celebration…

Last night I couldn’t get to sleep. I was reminded of another sleepless night 17 years ago. I had been to the obstetrician for a regular visit..on my due date. I was told that my full term baby had managed to turn himself/herself into a breach position. As a nurse, I knew this could be dangerous for the little person I carried if he/she decided to make their entrance. My mind went instantly to what could happen. The doctor was very reassuring and scheduled me for Cesarean the next day. I was disappointed that I wouldn’t have a “normal” birth. You see, I had prepared…

I went home, called the grandparents, did a last check of baby items, took a bath, and I believe had a glass of wine that I had waited 9 months for. Sleep alluded me. Worry hounded my mind. My Mother said she could tell how worried I was, even though I didn’t share the reasons. My husband and I arrived at the hospital as planned. The grandparents and my sister set up camp in the waiting room. the surgery went with out a hitch, except that our baby managed to do a flip flop during the night. I wonder if all my worrying did it? Or more likely, the flipping kept me up! We had not found out the sex of this first child/grandchild, so Brian had the pleasure of announcing the arrival of our son, William Vincent to a waiting room full of adoring fans. I am told that a tearful Brian touched the hearts of all present as he proudly shared our wonderful news. We didn’t care that I had undergone an unnecessary surgery. I still believe that God was protecting me and my bundle of joy. As we say now, it is all good.

As I look at my man child now, I cannot believe so much time has passed. I cannot believe so much has gone under the bridge so to speak. A first day of preschool, a first day of school, middle school, high school. So many firsts…this baby of mine will fly the nest in a short year and half. Unbelievable. He has given me more sleepless nights since that first; but he  has given me enough smiles, hugs, and proud moments that I forgive him and still celebrate his birth. He makes me smile nearly every day. I laugh at myself sometimes. You see, 17 years ago, I thought I was all prepared for motherhood with my new nursery set, my “What to Expect When You Are Expecting” and ”What To Expect the First Year”. Yea, right. Where is the “What to Expect  When You Can’t Possibly Imagine What Your Teen Will Do Next”?  You can’t tell me God doesn’t have a sense of humor.

About Debbie

I have been married for 20 years to a Yankee, have two great kids, a fun and funny Southern family, and a whole bunch of friends. I try to enjoy the journey!
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