On Tuesday, April 19, 1988 at 2:53 p.m. I was blessed with my oldest son, EG's Daddy. As with any woman's first pregnancy, I didn't know what to expect, I had preeclampsia, which was a pain in the rear, because I was on complete bed rest. I went to the doctor on the 18th and had an ultrasound (EG's Daddy was due on May 9th). The technician nearly fell out of her chair telling me that EG's Daddy was a big baby and that she would be surprised if I made it until the due date. Of course, that's exactly what my doctor said and he scheduled me to be induced the next morning.
I went home so excited that I was finally going to meet this precious child. I had no idea if the baby was a boy or girl but we prepared the nursery for a boy, didn't have any girl clothes or even a girl's name picked out. I would have been in big trouble if things had went the other way HeHe!
We arrived at the hospital the next morning at 6, got my epidural, and started the waiting game. I'm pretty sure that was the longest day of my life. As far as labor, I never felt a contraction, so that was awesome, and at 2:53 p.m., I finally met my 10 pound son. Yes, 4'10" me had a 10 pound baby! It was love at first sight! I couldn't wait to get my hands on him, and I nearly had a fit when they took him to the nursery. It was 9 p.m. before I was able to hold him, and when the nurse brought him in, she handed him to my brother-in-law, Uncle D (she thought he was daddy). To this day, he still brags that he was the first one to hold EG's Daddy.
EG's Daddy was a wonderful baby. He started sleeping through the night at 4 weeks and hardly ever cried...probably because I never put him down. At 24, he still makes me smile every day because that's how he is. We tease him and say he'll never die of a stroke or heart attack because he "goes with the flow." He's the most laid back of all my children and he's grown up to be an amazing dad to sweet EG.
