19 years ago I was experiencing labor for the first time. I had had a purple popsicle earlier to calm my stomach and about now it was coming back up. My ex-husband and I had been renting a house in the country and I had already been driven up and down a very bumpy country road twice, having made one trip to the hospital earlier and been told I was NOT in labor.
19 years ago I was being admitted to the hospital. I was barely in labor and I was scared to death. Having never had a major accident or broken bone as a child, it already hurt more than anything I had ever experienced. The nurses were very kind and sometime around midnight I got my epidural. My ex-husband fell asleep and I dozed off and on until morning, not feeling a darn thing anymore.
19 years ago, I was about to become a mother for the first time.
My life has never been the same since.
Happy 19th Birthday, Joseph. Thanks for being my boy. I love you.