Thirty years ago I was living in Huntington Beach California (Not an easy thing for a Idahoans to admit) I had just quit working for a carpet and drapery man who had me stay in the office and answer phones and balance his wives checkbook. I watched t.v. and took naps. It was great because I was pregnant with my first child. I felt pretty good , just fat, and then I was only 21 years old and well, 21 year olds don't know how to feel bad. I was coming down with a head cold but that didn't matter. My baby - he or she - was coming - due date was March 4,1978. The morning of March 2, it was a Thursday - I started to have to go to the bathroom. It was early - 6 am early. My then husband - Dave - was going off to work in the mail room of some big company - I don't remember the name - he asks me if I'm ok - I answer "yes - go to work" But I keep having to go to the bathroom - and well there is a little blood now - better call Mom---
"Mom - how do you know your in labor?"
Mom asks - Are you having pains?
"Not really pains but I have to go to the bathroom every 7 minutes or so"
Mom screams - GO TO THE HOSPITAL
I call Dave to come all the way back home to get me - I also call the Dr. who tells me to come into the office before I go to the Hospital.
At the Dr. office I am checked out and he tells me that before the day is out I will have a baby. It is about 10 in the morning and we are off to the hospital - Hoag Memoril Hospital -
Things progressed quickly and the Dr. was called - NOW - coming in on his lunch hour he catches my first child - a son - 8 pounds 8 ounces and 21 1/2 inches long. Damon Edward Campbell is awake and looking all around. To this day he is awake and looking around- why - because he is waiting for his first son - due March 4, 2008 - and he knows all too well that with a baby you are always awake. Thirty years ago I couldn't wait to hold my baby and see what he looked like and to just let him know of my love for him and now I am awaiting the arrival of my grandson who I want to know what he looks like to I can't wait to tell him how much Grandma loves him.
I never would have guessed this thirty years ago.
4 comments:
Awwwww!!! I almost cried. So sweet. I love this post.
Wow mom, you need to write a book. It is wierd to think that my first son shared a due date (only 30 years later) with your first son.
By the way, your first son...AWESOME!!
By the way, how do you feel having your son be 30?
Awesome. Can't waite for the next installment.
I'm Mandy's friend Shaila. I just had to tell you that this brought tears to my eyes. How very sweet...I'm glad you remembered the story. I also love how you recorded his baby blessing. So fun to compare it. And one more thing...love your cookie dinner!! That is too funny! You're doing great at the blogging stuff!!
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