26 Years Ago Today…

26 Years Ago Today…

January 20, 1985 at 12:30 PM a baby boy was born. It was a cold Sunday. I landed in the hospital about 3:00 AM. Was not supposed to go into labor but if you know me, nothing ever runs according to plan. Still doesn’t…

I was scheduled to go in for a C-Section on the 31st of December but Mark Gilbert had other plans. He wanted OUT.

My previous two C-Sections with Joe and Jackie I had opted to get knocked out, medicated but for some reason with Mark I decided I was staying awake for that one. There were also other factors involved. If you were going under you couldn’t have anyone accompany you into the delivery room. Basically, you were on your own. This happened to be the end result anyway. I went in alone and I remember watching the clock.

I remember the epidural. It took three nurses to sit me up and hold me completely still. You cannot move a muscle. My first argument was wearing my socks into the O.R. Funny, the things you remember. I was NOT taking my socks off and that was it. Needless to say I won that battle. If only wearing your socks was the long and short of it.

Nothing went according to plan with Mark as he had his own ideas about how he was making his grand entrance. And some things just never change!

The O.R. was sterile and bright. I watched every minute click by on that big white clock. There was a team of doctors. I remember one young doctor in particular, handsome with an excellent bedside manner. For some reason I had been taken aback when they told me I had another little boy. Had I expected a girl? I was just so glad he was healthy and screaming his little head off. I got a glimpse of him, was assured he was all right, and was immediately knocked out.

No matter what else you always remember holding your baby for the very first time. It becomes a memory that not only gets imbedded into your mind but into your heart as well. Every year when that special day rolls around my mind goes back to another place in time….

Mark, twenty-six years ago today…

And you retell the story that has been a part of you for so long that you do come to realize that the pains of labor disappeared and were replaced with the bundle of joy that had been placed in my arms twenty six years ago today…

I love you Mark!
God Bless you!