A journey…loving life, living love, and learning to be a doctor

Love Child

3 years ago, on this very day, around this very time, there were tubes, monitors, IVs, epidurals (3 to be exact), ice chips, nurses, one gorgeous V-Day bouquet and a baby on the way.  Owen was tired of waiting in the wings and was ready to show us just what we had all been missing.  Not unlike his little personality, he came skidding into the world sideways with his hair on fire (or something like that).  Around 6:30pm my 3rd epidural had started to kick in, and my family, exhausted after 14 hours of labor, had gone home to feed their dogs, kids etc.

Whoa.  What was that?  Umm that’s a different feeling…I buzzed for the nurse.  She came in, and told me she was just going to check and see how things were progressing.  As she pulled back the sheets, her face told the entire story. “WE NEED A DOCTOR IN HERE NOW!”

I start screaming for Barry, who was down the hall.  My doctor happened to be walking by my room as the nurses frantically gathered tools and blankets to FINISH delivering Owen.  My doc ran into the room in time to catch him.  Without gloves.  She’s pretty awesome.  Barry didn’t say a word…I’m gonna go ahead and say he was awestruck.  Or maybe completely freaked out?

Within minutes, I was holding this perfect little person, looking into his big blue eyes, wondering who he was going to be.  So far, Owen, you have been the light of my life.  You have taught me so much in these last 3 years, I can’t even begin to thank you for being the amazing little person that you are.  Happy Happy Birthday, sweetheart!


One response

  1. he is such a handsome little man and has been since he was born!

    February 17, 2011 at 9:21 pm

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