Sunday, April 13, 1975
10:15 AM
After much pain and a much needed epidural I was literally pulled (by forceps) and pushed (by a nurse who pushed from the top of my mother's stomach) from my mother's belly 2 weeks late from my expected due date. I was apparently very comfortable in there and had no desire to come out... I feared change even then! I was 11 lbs... YES... I SAID 1 1 L B S ! ! and 22 inches. I looked remarkably like a 3 month old baby. If you asked my sister (who was 6 at the time), she would tell you that I looked like a stuffed bulldog, which ironically was the gift she chose for our grandparents to buy her. I was the largest baby born at the hospital... doctors, residents, even housekeeping stopped by my mother's room to look at the woman who gave birth to the "big baby". April 13, 1975 was proclaimed "Rebecca Mae" Day in the City of Houston (which I have proof of in the form of a proclamation signed by the Mayor of Houston which is framed and hangs in our study).
We celebrated with friends on Sunday night... Mike surprised me by inviting them over for cake (see above) which was brought by Paul & Jenny (tons of thanks) and consisted of chocolate, layered with chocolate then kept together by more chocolate...amazing...simply amazing....
Today I have to work, but I am cutting out early for a make-over sponsored by my mom and my sister... I think I just might let Peter (who did my hair for the 1st time on my 15th birthday, another gift from my sister) have carte blanche and do whatever.. okay, maybe not WHATEVER, but maybe something unexpected.
Mike has given me carte blanche to pick out my own gift. I think he is worn out from surprising me with my ring this Christmas... maybe a matching set of earrings... we'll see....
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
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