Today is July 11th. I had a very interesting day on July 11th once. After that first July 11th, I’ve had 29 equally interesting days on July 11th.
One per year, as they say…
29 years ago, on this very day, at around 10:30 in the morning, I became a mother.
The story around my eldest’s emergence is one I’ve often told.
I came home from work around 1am. Ah, the joys of being in your 20’s and just scraping by…you take the crappy hours at the factory, and you drive an hour for the privilege of standing on your feet on concrete for a solid 8 hours.
After a bit of a nibble, I headed to my bed. I used to go down around 3am.
Again…ah…the early years, when one could stay up until the weeeee hours of the morning!
I woke up around 7. Dayam, I must have overdone it at work, because my back is KILLING me.
So I took a bath.
It took me a while to realize that these back ‘spasms’ were pretty damn regular. So I packed things up, and headed to the car.
No panic. No drama. No partner (he was in basic training in another state).
So I drove mySELF to the hospital, walked into the ER, and announced that I was in labor.
The next couple of hours are pretty much a blur….because when you expel the wrong color of amniotic fluid and the baby’s heart rate drops, you get dragged into an operating theater real quick.
Don’t worry, I ain’t going to show off my scar 😀
It was all worth it, though…because I got to be a mom.
Happy 29th birthday, Son Number One…you’re the same age as me now. Maybe I should add a decade to that fiction regarding my age?
Just lookit at that face…can I cook, or what???
The Tempest and the Teapot 
Happy day and happy memories!!
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And, to celebrate tonight, we’re going to a local Mexican restaurant for a carb-fest 😀
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😀😀😀
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Happy birthday to him! Happy son to you!
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And next month, the kids will be fully adulting all on their own with the moves happening.
They got extremely lucky – a 1 bedroom loft opened up in the same building we now inhabit. All they have to do for their move is track stuff down the hall, where I get to experience the full headache of stairs, trucks, transport and such.
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Trucks, trandports, and suches I can deal with over and over. Stairs require professionals and a desire to be far away while it’s happening.
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I’ll get half of that – I am hiring movers for this one, so they can tackle the stairs…but I still gotta be there to point out what goes in the truck and what stays behind.
I’m gonna tell them not to move any dust, dirt or debris 😀
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I took a bath too with my oldest, but my pains were in my legs… I had no idea labor pains could be in your legs. My oldest is older than me. ^_^
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Oh, and happy birthday to your kid! (I meant to write that. I did!
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In the legs? Never heard of that before, but great minds on the bath, no?
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