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A conversation with mom....

I turn 54 today. What better way to start my birthday than to get some information from my mom about what it was like. Here is what she told me....

"Around midnight on the 12th, I went into labor. Your dad and I never drove so we didn't even own a car. There was a man that lived a few blocks away that worked with your dad. Your dad walked over and got him to take us to the hospital. It was cold and dreary with a little bit of rain falling. You were born four hours later at 4:25 in the morning. You weighed a little over 7 pounds and were about 17" long. When you were a few weeks old you developed colic. You would start crying around 4:00 and cry non-stop until exactly 12:00 midnight. Your Aunt Dee Dee would come over when she got off work every day and help me walk the floor with you. You ate real good as a baby but when we took you off baby food, you turned into a picky little eater and I used to take you to the doctor to see what was wrong with you. He just told me that when you got hungry, you would eat and if all you wanted was peanut butter sandwiches, then feed you peanut butter sandwiches. When you were about 3, you started talking to your fingers and pretending they were little people. They would "talk" to each other. You would wake us up around 4:00 in the morning with your "conversations."

Thank you, Mom for the memories.

I am one of the few women in the world that is not bothered by birthdays. I'm thankful for each year I celebrate because it means God still has plans for me.


Deb said...
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Rachel said...

Happy Birthday again and I love the pictures. If only we could go back again for a little while. What wonderful memories. Love you!!