About this time 23 years ago, I went to sleep thinking that I had a week left to finish preparing for the birth of my 1st child. But at around 5am the next morning I woke up having contractions, and by 10am I was holding a 7 lb 5 oz little boy. Dang! I hadn't even got the car seat out of lay-a-way.
Fortunately for me I was only in labor for about 4 hours. So I never felt like I could really participate in those conversations about child birth. Because mine was so short & easy. They say you forget the pain. But really, there couldn't be much pain in that 4 & a half hours.
Recently, one of my high school friends & I were talking about how old our young adults are. And we laughed about the fact that it seems like we were just 23 a short time ago. My how time flies!
My birthdays come & go & I party like it's 1999 for each one. (Well, not really, but I am a Prince fan.) LOL! But some how his birthdays make me feel a bit of melancholy, much more than my own birthday anyway.
So yeah...Somebody is old, and I guess I'm calling me out. I'm old & my son is half my age now, so maybe he's old too, LOL!
5 comments:
Old-Schmold! You're getting better, not older. With age comes wisdom ... and any other cliche you want to throw in there! My 46th is right around the corner and I can't wait.
LOL! Ahh, yes like a fine wine!
Don't be like that, I don't think the dog would appreciate you moping around when it's time to walk him. You're not old, you're classic! :o) Come on I know that got at least a partial smile.
Umm, yes the D O G & I had to run home today. Got home just before the rain & hail started coming down hard.
Yes, you made me smile...my dilemma wasn't about being classic to day...I was too out of breath to worry about age after running most of the way home.
Man, I'm old enough to have gotten out of jury duty for Christ's trail. But it ain't no thing.
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