It isn't Monday, it only feels like it is. It IS however, my baby's 23rd birthday, Happy Birthday OS!
I was many days over due, as usual, and no end in sight. Back then, doctors didn't get too excited about being over the due date, not like they seem to today. It was memorial day weekend, and your dad, being a federal employee at that time, of course had the Monday off. We lived in the Quad Cities, in Illinois, and the weather had turned very strange for that time of year. Your father was getting quite irritated with me for NOT having you yet, as he had planned a week off after your birth, and well----he shouldn't have to go back to work on Tuesday, if I would only do my part and have you! So he suggested taking a walk, to help me start labor. Okay, whatever, I wanted to have you, too. So we went out for a walk. We were at my Mom's house for dinner, and we went walking out in the country. It was cold, and windy, and i was freezing my ass off! It even started to spit snow, and it was the end of May! But we kept walking, and walking. Finally, after your dad had had enough,we gave up and went back, picked up your sister and drove on home. Nothing, I felt nothing. And boy, was he mad! It was typical behavior for your father, all things were about him. I just laughed and said there wasn't anything I could do about it, and went to bed. He prepared for work the next day and came to bed also. At midnight, I woke in severe pain, and knew he wouldn't have to go to work after all. Less than two hours later, you made your entrance----a beautiful, light haired little BOY! A BOY! I couldn't believe I had a BOY! Neither could your dad----for some reason, we were certain that we would only have girls. Never have i seen your dad more proud, more happy, more delighted at any time in his life. And me, I was just in love, with you and your father. You were then, and still are, complete joy to me. A beautiful person, inside and out. I love you.
I hope your Tuesday that feels like Monday is great. Me, I have to be at work early this morning. Take care of business, you know. Out.