my first born child turned 18 yrs old today. i remember when she came into the world, as most mamas and daddies can remember when they had their babies. i'd like to say that S is mine and my husband's first child together and she is ours together, but she's not our first child. apparently, as s and t will attest, i have a son named marcus that i had when i was very young and a woman named amy was giving birth to P's first child when i was about 6 months pregnant with S. (not lying, ask him)
i was at work, working for a record company. it was my last day of work before going on maternity leave. i was so looking forward to that proverbial two weeks you get off before baby comes. of course, as with everything in every aspect of my life, nothing happens like it's supposed to.
as with each of my pregnancies i was sick - not with morning sickness though...i never once had morning sickness. i just had things like eclampsia and diabetes and such. well, to make a short story long -the last day of work before i was to start maternity leave my boss had to drive me to the hospital cuz my blood pressure shot threw the roof (i knew this cuz of the fireworks and my dr saying "get to the hospital now!).
there were no cell phones back then so daddy had to be hunted down..lol needless to say labor was induced and the following night, after apparently punching p in the stomach (i don't remember, swear) i gave birth to this sweet little person - a head of dark hair, dusky blue eyes (we nick-named her munchichi) and i swear to you she came into this world with her mouth wide open yelling and screaming.
to this very day she still yells and screams and every day since her first day, that little baby girl has caused my head to explode. i love you shelly belly. welcome to adulthood!!! i love you immensenly!
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