Anyway, today our little (or not so little) Jonathan David is 21. How did that happen? I remember the day as if it happened yesterday...
Jon was not due to arrive until November 19 but because we had a little almost 16 month old at home, and because my mom had a day off of school on the 6th and could stay with the little one...the doctor agreed to induce.
Everything seemed perfect. Except I got the flu on the 4th. Sick.as.a.dog. vomiting...fever...the works. Though I was better by the 6th, I decided I was too weak and we needed to postpone. My doctor did not agree.
Actually, he said we could...but I probably would not even make it through the weekend without going into labor on my own (the 6th was a Friday). So, I went with it.
My plan was to get the Pitocin started, get that epidural going, take a nice refreshing nap, and be energized for the big moment. God's plan was to bless me with a two hour labor so, yeah, by the time the epidural was in place there was no time for a nap.
At 10:08 am on Friday November 6, 1992...this little 6lb. 6 oz. bundle of pure heaven was placed in my arms and OH...MY...GOODNESS...the instant love. Love that only other moms can understand.
It has been such a wild ride since. Jon brings such joy and excitement to our family. He has, from the beginning, been such a strong-willed child. But he has used that strong will in such a positive way as he has made choices throughout life with little regard to peer pressure. He makes me proud every day and we are are so grateful for you, Jon!
I feel so blessed that God chose me to be your mom.
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