Life on a family farm
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Saturday, March 21, 2009
Revised Birthday Post
It has been pointed out to me that I had better recognize this 19th birthday or else!
****Really, we were just joking around about putting his birthday on here. He knows I love him. This is my special boy and they have been 19 wonderful years...literally, years full of wonder, watching a fascinating person evolve from a red headed baby with bright blue eyes.
His early years were a harrowing struggle for him and for us, as he had asthma so bad life was a constant terror. (Not much different with either girl. They all have asthma and common colds still cause uncommon and sometimes dangerous problems.)
He barely grew at all until he went on a nebulizer program at 2. Holidays in hospital cafeterias were the norm for me. He, or sometimes Becky, was upstairs in croup cribs, which looked like cages for zoo lions. Many were the nights I somehow crawled inside those cage/cribs and spent the night cuddling and listening to my little ones struggling for breath and praying my heart out.
Thank God for a great pediatrician, the right specialists and the simple act of growing bigger lungs so they could breath. Thank God for great kids who make every day an adventure. They mean the world to me. Happy birthday kiddo, many happy returns.
Or else? He won't appreciate the day, the parents and the moment he grabbed first breath? I don't think so, but honor him anyway - my father always said he never had a nineteenth birthday and a year - he was in the Pacific in Leyte and Okinawa - my mother loved nineteen, she got married and had her first son, me. It is different for everyone and should be special.
Earl, we were just kidding around. Must have been rough for your poor dad to spend his 19th in such a situation. I guess my guy is lucky to be just milking and feeding cows. I can't remember 19 at all...just not one of those years that stands out in my memory.
Steve, We don't make a big deal about birthdays, but his uncle brought pizza just because so he didn't do so badly.
Cathy, you are so sweet to say things like that...I am really sorry about the mascara, and thanks so much for the birthday wishes. We think he is a great kid...
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Or else? He won't appreciate the day, the parents and the moment he grabbed first breath? I don't think so, but honor him anyway - my father always said he never had a nineteenth birthday and a year - he was in the Pacific in Leyte and Okinawa - my mother loved nineteen, she got married and had her first son, me. It is different for everyone and should be special.
It's what he doesn't expect that will make it a nice one.
Earl, we were just kidding around. Must have been rough for your poor dad to spend his 19th in such a situation. I guess my guy is lucky to be just milking and feeding cows. I can't remember 19 at all...just not one of those years that stands out in my memory.
Steve, We don't make a big deal about birthdays, but his uncle brought pizza just because so he didn't do so badly.
Happy 19th Birthday to Alan :) I hope he has a great day!
Everyday we have with our children is such a gift and as you said, an adventure. I wouldn't trade mine for the world.
Happy Birthday Alan!
Bahahahaha, that will teach you for putting his birthday up here!!!
Hope he had a great one!
Happy Birthday! Wooo Hooo!
Now you've gone and done it. We're headed out to dinner and my mascara is running.
A belated Happy Birthday to that beautiful son.
Cathy, you are so sweet to say things like that...I am really sorry about the mascara, and thanks so much for the birthday wishes. We think he is a great kid...
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