My NOVEMBER BABY grew up
to be a middle aged man.
Today is his 42nd Birthday.
Happy Birthday SON.
I love ya,
Mom
The day he was born is still a clear memory to me.
Cold, cold day
when the labor pangs started and went through the night.
Hubby went out to start the car and the headlights
wouldn't come on.
wouldn't come on.
Never had this happened until right at this moment.
He hit the hood of the car and the lights came on.
We had to drive 30 minutes to the Hospital.
Our first born son was in his pajamas
and rested in the back seat of our automobile.
and rested in the back seat of our automobile.
Hubby phoned his Mother to meet us at the Hospital.
He dropped me off at the proper door then waited to meet his Mother who would take our oldest son to care for while I was having the baby.
I was in the building 17 minutes and our second son was born.
17 minutes.
5:37 AM he was born.
Lovely memories.
5:37 AM he was born.
Lovely memories.
Excitement at it's best.
Everything went well.
In the hospital 3 days then HOME to start recovering
and take care of our two children.
Nothing has meant as much to me as to be a Momma.
I thank God that He allowed me to have babies to care for.
Nothing has meant as much to me as to be a Momma.
I thank God that He allowed me to have babies to care for.
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