This day begins the month you were born. I remember carrying you in the heat of summer…we had no central air so we bought a window unit for our bedroom. It was such a relief. I had such pain going down my leg….even complete numbness there at the end. I was eager to get my last pregnancy over.
You were born on Thursday, July 26th 1979 at 10:14 pm. weighing in at 7 lbs.15 ozs. and 21 inches long…whew, no wonder I couldn’t breathe and my leg was going numb. I cried with such joy over the fact that you were “here” and that you were a boy. We already had our girls. We would not be having anymore children after the third one, no matter the sex.
Every day in July I will dedicate a memory of your birth and how you affected our lives. We miss you so much but you are having a grand time with God. Who could ever deny you that?