I was certain that I had posted about my once-in-a-lifetime, suboptimal experiences of pregnancy & childbirth, but fell down that proverbial rabbit hole when I searched this blog for references: most of it concerned with teenage-Zach shenanigans & marital woes…
https://endurovetssparkjourney.blogspot.com/search?q=Childbirth
Basically I’ve wasted all my writing time this morning shambling along Memory Lane (yikes!). Today is Mijo’s 27th; we drove up into Big D last night to celebrate his birthday at his favorite steakhouse. I ate too much, too late in the day - between that & worrying about our upcoming errand of mercy to check on my friend Charles down at the coast, I didn’t sleep worth a damn. Was it the (single) glass of wine, the deep-fried lobster balls - surely it couldn’t have been the excellent steak? I have leftovers for tonight‘s dinner. How far we have come, I’m so proud of my fine young man!
27? I'm getting old. I am glad you had a good time. You both deserved it for reaching this birthday intact and in a great, new normal.
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