Henry is 14 today.
Here are some things I remember about his birthday.
I didn’t know if I was having a boy or a girl. As I was laying on the operating table, the doctor said, “Are you ready to have this little girl?” I asked if he knew something I didn’t! He had assumed it was a girl since I already had two.
When Henry was born he cried and cried until they put him up by my face so I could talk to him. When he heard my familiar voice, he immediately quieted down.
When I told the crew in the OR his name, “Henry Leland”, they said it sounded very Ivy League. Another acquaintance said “Henry Lee. Sounds like a Blues player!”
I never let Henry leave my room in the hospital. There was a policy stating that the baby was NOT to be sleeping in the bed with the mother. I broke that rule, and was scolded by all but one nurse. My night nurse was a large, black woman who after seeing Henry in bed with me said, “That is a lucky baby.” 🙂
As you can see from my post earlier this week – – Henry is AWESOME, and I am proud to be his mom.