So today is my youngest son’s birthday. Eighteen years ago today, he came into the world. He was my one child whom I actually believed might enter this world with out any coaxing or intervention. For a couple of weeks before he was born, I felt like he was on his way. But that was not to be the case.
Instead on Friday, October 20, 2000, we went to the hospital to be induced. We went in to the room. My husband and his sister-in-law (his brother’s wife -aka my coach for all four children) and I settled in. It was typical labor for me in that I spent most of it on my side because of my blood pressure. At some point during the morning the nurse wanted to check how far along I was, so my husband stepped outside of the room. To our surprise, he found two of his aunts there because the daughter of one of the aunt’s was in the room directly beside me. Talk about interesting. The nurses began taking bets on which one of us would deliver first (me on number 3 or her with her first). He was my one child who made us nervous prior to delivery -well other than my first who did not seem interested in being born).
This son came into the world and brightened our world. There was not too much he was afraid of. He would be on the opposite side of a hotel swimming pool and jump in having absolute faith that his father or I would be there to catch him. He is also the son that required our first trip to the ER for stitches.
He is best friends with his baby sister, well for the most part. He is also our first child to fracture a bone, which was quite the adventure for me. He is full of hugs and love. He has a heart of gold.
Right now he is learning to play the bass clarinet and the viola in addition to continuing his study of the alto saxophone and the piano. He is quite musical and has intentions of pursuing it in the future.
So happy 18th birthday to my wonderful son Nathan! If you would like to read what other members of the Home School Review Crew are blogging about this week, click here or on the graphic below.