Happy 24th birthday to my Kelsey! I love you so much.
Today during my practice writing exercise, I jotted down specific things I remember about the morning Kelsey was born. Funny what comes to mind…
Driving to the hospital around 5 am – it was dark outside. The streets were empty, too early for rush hour. Brian stopped at the ATM to get cash. “Why do you need cash,” I asked, labor pains becoming strong. “I don’t know, I just do.” He was young, but he knew kids would be expensive…?
We had no idea if we were expecting a girl or boy.
Kelsey was born at 9:33 a.m. on a Tuesday morning in 1988. I was born at 9:33 on a Tuesday morning in 1962… Tuesday’s child is full of grace:)
Dallas had its first cold snap of the season while we were in the hospital. Warm when we checked in, freezing cold when we left. Typical.
Kelsey’s first outfit – a white cotton drawstring gown with Christmas presents on it. Our little Christmas present.
The hospital (Methodist Dallas) served us steak the night she was born.
My mother and mother-in-law stayed with us a few days to ‘help’. In our tiny apartment…The first night they stayed up late talking and talking and talking about a blue cheese pecan ball recipe they planned to make. Brian and I were exhausted, trying to sleep in the next room.
I didn’t even think my mother liked blue cheese, but she did cook back then.