Twenty eight years ago this afternoon, at 5:09 PM, was a very special day in my life. A certain "round faced pumpkin boy" was brought into this world, and I got to watch it happen in the mirror, during my c-section. I had realized minutes before he was born that the baby I had thought was a girl, was not--and it's a good thing--because the little boy that popped out was very much the perfect addition to our family, and very much a boy. No question about it. I remember him flutter kicking when they grabbed him to deliver him, and me telling him it was all OK, and to puuuh-lease stop kicking. Within minutes he was in my arms, eyes wide open and alert, looking at me with a " Heddo....I'm Benji" expression that just sent me over the moon. I was officially a goner and still am to this day. A funnier baby was never born.
I remember asking for him in Recovery so I could nurse him and in came what within minutes I realized was a hungry baby barracuda. He almost pulled me off the gurney and that was just the beginning of a life long hysterical relationship with a son I adore. (I am just as adoring of the other one, too. Boys....there's just nothing like 'um.)
I know what he did last year on his birthday and it involved water, again, but I won't go into that here. Let's just say I hope you have a great one today,Benner!!! I love you, Benji.