What began 40 years ago tonight, seems like just yesterday in many ways. The early stages of having a baby started. I was only 19 years old and the kindest thing I can say about myself is that I was wet behind the ears. I did not know anything about babies and certainly not much about he process of having those babies. I had it in my mind that certain things had to happen before you had a baby and paced the floor while in labor waiting for those things to happen. I was misinformed and naive to say the least. When it finally dawned on me that I indeed needed to go to the hospital, I arrived 52 minutes before Scott was born. The nurse was pretty unhappy with me since she had to prep me before the actual birth and she had no idea that I was almost ready for the big event.
The doctor arrived minutes before Scott was born. He was the same doctor that had delivered me 19 years before. He was also a notorious gambler and a lover of any sporting event that enabled him to place a little bet. He sailed into the delivery room and said, "Well, I got to watch most of that horse race." You see it was Saturday, May 4th, 1968-Kentucky Derby Day. During those unenlightened times, gas was still administered just before a baby was born. The gas mask was placed over my face and the next thing I knew that were trying to wake me up to tell me about a fine, baby boy. 8 lbs and 12 ounces and a really long baby, Scott had blond hair and very blue eyes. He was a beautiful baby!
3 days later, we went home from the hospital. I had never changed a diaper, given a bottle, or even babysat for anyone. POOR SCOTT! Somehow we managed to survive and if truth were know, we probably raised each other. It has certainly been an eventful and full 40 years. One of the most blessed days of my life was the day that Scott was born and I am thankful to God for this wonderful gift of life that he gave me all those years ago.
It has been a wonderful day and I will post pictures when I get home. These trips always go by too fast!