Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Happy Birthday, Handsome

12 years ago today, I was in our new house.  We had closed and moved in July 4th.  I had taken vacation on the 25th.  While first borns are never born on time, I wasn't risking driving through Summer time Tunnel traffic from  Virginia Beach to Hampton.  The pool guy came to get the pool levels ready to open and I had a pot roast in the oven.

By 9pm  we were on our way to the hospital.  I was strep B positive and once I "sprang a leak" I knew we had to go.  Baby had to be born within 24 hours of my water breaking,  He wasn't even close to ready.

At 4:30 am they stripped the membranes.  At 6am I got pitocin.  by 7am I was having full blown contractions, 2 minutes apart, lasting 45 secs... I wasn't dilated at all.  After 4 hours, I changed my birth plan and asked (begged) for an epidural.  Got that at about 1:30.

At 4:30 pm, July 29th, 2003, I became a Mom.

Most. Amazing. Thing. Ever.

To Handsome~
You are the love of my life,  The one who showed me what unconditional love is really all about.  I am amazed every day with the person you are.  Funny, Smart beyond belief, witty and an inspiration to try harder and be better.

Happy 12th!

With all my heart,

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