Yikes! We have a teenager!
Thirteen years ago today I birthed this nine and a half pound bundle of joy! The Senator and I pulled an all- nighter in labor and delivery. We walked the halls, tried to sleep, realized that this boy was going to arrive on his own time and in his own fashion. I had not stayed up all night since college but figured this was just Gods way of preparing new parents for the upcoming lifetime of sleep deprivation.
Hospitals can be a very quiet place at night.
The Senator and I watched a series of thunderstorms from our hospital window. Well he watched while I kept asking when they would be coming by to administer my pain medication. Can we just talk about the benefits of having an epidural? O.k., maybe not but I highly recommend one.
Anyway, as we watched the sun rise that morning, the pace of our son’s arrival picked up and he was born at exactly 9:05 am on D-Day. I could not have picked a better birthday for him. He has such a passion for history.
Happy Birthday Ford! And congratulations Mom and Dad on doing such a fine job so far!! Enjoy the ride as the next 5 years are going to be FAST…
(Jack was 9 lbs. 7 oz)