I have survived both my birth and his birth when
doctor's thought I would die in each case. Both of
us were born premature -me 6 weeks early-him
close to 4 weeks early. I was sent home from the
hospital to die at home because I would not eat.
My son on the other hand was the loudest baby
in the premie nursery and stayed in the hospital
a week after I went home so he could gain more
weight. While he was in the hospital I was supposed
to be on complete bedrest. Oh..please! I had my Mom
take me to all the baby stores to get the things I
wanted before I went to the hospital to bring the
little guy back home.
Once he was here my life changed to that of a Mom.
It was no longer what I wanted but what he needed.
He needed my presence. Even though I worked full
time I was present with my child as much as possible.
I hope I spent as much time as possible nurturing his
music career. I think we enjoyed the arts, music and
travel as he was growing up. I know I loved every
minute of my time raising him.
Now, many years later I get to enjoy watching him work.
It is a thrill and truly entertaining to be the Mom of a
musician. I would only hope that he touches many lives
as a musician and a music instructor.
90 % of life is just showing up! I am so glad I showed up
for this birthday and am here to celebrate #38 also!