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December 09, 2006
The Real Party
And, yes, the rumors you've heard are true. Everyone's favorite baby is turning one today.
No, no, not Benny. (You know, people have been telling me that Benny isn’t a baby anymore, but just look at him….)
It’s really Max’s birthday.
What I remember best about the day Max was born was how very tired I was. Lucas and I were up pretty much all night. At about four in the morning, Lucas made me write a poem to illustrate one of the drawings he’d been working on in the wee hours. Patti took my reference shift that day so I wouldn’t have to go to work without sleeping or taking a shower, which was good, although the next time I went to work, I learned that I’d disappointed some of my coworkers who had done this lovely thing and decorated my office and left me all these presents in honor of my birthday (which is, one might note, only two days away even now). When we finally got to eat, Lucas had sweet pickles and cheese, and I had a fried egg sandwich. I got a letter from a friend that day that made me cry, although I’m sorry now that it did. I didn’t get to hold Max until that afternoon, but he was just as sweet as could be and didn’t cry at all, even though he’d recently been through what one can only imagine was a somewhat traumatic experience. It’s weird because I can remember what life was like before he was born, but it also seems like he’s always been here.
Happy birthday, Max!
Posted by adrienne at December 9, 2006 01:06 PM
Comments
I frequently find myself remembering something that happened ten, fifteen years ago and wondering where my five-year-old son was when we did that.
Posted by: web at December 9, 2006 03:03 PM
Conversely, sometimes when we go somewhere, it takes me a second to remember that Max can't get himself out of the car. Thankfully, Tammy seems to have the hang of that.
Posted by: adrienne at December 9, 2006 03:10 PM
Max will be getting himself out in no time and then we're in for it. I don't think he'll be content to let other "do" for him as Lucas seems to be. I'm sort of excited and terrified at the same time about how this one will turn out.
Posted by: tonderdo at December 11, 2006 03:01 PM