In 2003, my birthday (which was yesterday in case you didn't stop by yesterday to read about it) was permanently altered. In a good way. My family, which consisted of me, MG, Big E and Sous Chef, were out to dinner celebrating my 36th birthday. We finished up and the three guys went to the men's room. I laid down in the booth where we had just eaten. When they came back, I went to the ladies' room. It took me about ten minutes to get back to our seat. I kept having to stop along the way. Why? Because I had gone into labor with CJ! I panicked our waitress when she stopped to ask me if I was OK and my response, as I was leaning over an empty chair, was "Oh, I'm fine. I'm just having a baby." She ran off shouting something like "I need their check!" I didn't even get a free meal.
After getting the kids settled with some friends and going home to get my bag, we were made comfortable at the hospital. (Since Sous Chef was born in about 30 minutes, we, especially MG, were happy I was at the hospital to deliver this baby. They had prepared us for a home delivery in case this labor went as quickly.) So I laid around, we watched TV and at 2:36AM on October 2nd, the little guy below, peacefully joined our family. My doctor said it was one of the calmest, most beautiful births she had witnessed. (I think she may say that to all the moms, but it was still nice to hear and it was definitely my easiest one!)
He is a funny, sweet and ornery little boy. Earlier this week, the school principal called to tell me he had to talk to CJ because he mooned the kids on the bus. I just don't know where he would ever get THAT behavior. The other day he and I were eating lunch and he said he had to burp. Then he said, "Oh, wait, it went into my stomach." So I said, "Oh, well maybe it will come out as a fart." The child literally cracked up laughing and choked on the Sunkist drink that he had in his mouth.
Not a day goes by that he doesn't say one or all of the following:
"Your hair looks nice."
"You are pretty."
"Your shirt is pretty."
"I love you. MORE."
"I love you. INFINITY."
"I love you. A 1,000 miles."
After some of my medical challenges in the past, we were not sure we would have a baby #3. And when I think of that, I shudder. I can't imagine this family without CJ in it.
Here is what this cutie looks like now.
Oh, Just Shut Up and Lie Down Somewhere
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