 | Thirty five years ago today, I was in stirrups pushing out a 11 lb 7 oz bundle of joy. And a joy he was. You’d think for his size he would be a pudgy little porker but he didn’t have an ounce of fat on him. He was as solid as a rock, a buff baby in the buff. Shane was the most pleasant easy going baby you could imagine and cute as a basket full of puppies. He rarely cried and always had a smile for his mom. And handsome, there should have been a mention of him in the dictionary after the word 'Adonis'. Sure every mother says this but really I have pictures, although my back is still not good enough to go digging around in the closet for the photo box to prove it. The photo I've chosen is one that sits on my bureau, one of my favorites from the hockey playing years. Cute eh? He was a biggin, no denying that. He had to come home from the hospital wrapped in a blanket because all the newborn clothes didn’t fit. Today they can tell the baby’s weight from |
the ultrasound but years ago it was a crap shoot and I think if I’d been told how big he was going to be I might have been concerned over how he was going to come out. Luckily, I come from solid baby making stock so there weren't any complications, but I walked like a cowboy for a while.
Somehow I’d convinced myself I was carrying a girl so the suitcase full of baby pink garb was inappropriate. Being the big bruiser that he was, it didn’t seem appropriate to start him out in anything but blue, so right into the flannel shirts and jean overalls he went. He was wearing three month old size immediately, passed all the monuments prematurely like smiling and sitting up and walked unassisted at 7 ½ months. No lie, he was advanced in everything, pretty much came out talking.
We were inseparable. If ever there was a bond between a mother and child we had it. He only had smiles for me, followed me around the room with big bright eyes always ready to smile when I looked his way. The sun rose and set because he was in my life. Funny, as I write this I realized my four pups do the same thing. Maybe that’s why I love them so much, they remind me of my perfect little baby boy.
Anyway, my boy is now a 6’ 4” man and I wonder where the time has gone. How could I have a 35 year old....I barely feel that old myself? I just wanted everyone to know how honoured I am to know him. My buttons pop when customers tell me how sweet and helpful he is. He certainly has the gift of gab. I watch him grow and blossom every day and it makes a mother proud. He is smart, could have been anything he set his mind too so I am grateful he chose to hang with his mom on this wild, creative ride we are on. There is so much potential I know our business will benefit from his suggestions and improvements along the way. I look forward to working side by side my greatest achievement.
Love you son,
Mom
Somehow I’d convinced myself I was carrying a girl so the suitcase full of baby pink garb was inappropriate. Being the big bruiser that he was, it didn’t seem appropriate to start him out in anything but blue, so right into the flannel shirts and jean overalls he went. He was wearing three month old size immediately, passed all the monuments prematurely like smiling and sitting up and walked unassisted at 7 ½ months. No lie, he was advanced in everything, pretty much came out talking.
We were inseparable. If ever there was a bond between a mother and child we had it. He only had smiles for me, followed me around the room with big bright eyes always ready to smile when I looked his way. The sun rose and set because he was in my life. Funny, as I write this I realized my four pups do the same thing. Maybe that’s why I love them so much, they remind me of my perfect little baby boy.
Anyway, my boy is now a 6’ 4” man and I wonder where the time has gone. How could I have a 35 year old....I barely feel that old myself? I just wanted everyone to know how honoured I am to know him. My buttons pop when customers tell me how sweet and helpful he is. He certainly has the gift of gab. I watch him grow and blossom every day and it makes a mother proud. He is smart, could have been anything he set his mind too so I am grateful he chose to hang with his mom on this wild, creative ride we are on. There is so much potential I know our business will benefit from his suggestions and improvements along the way. I look forward to working side by side my greatest achievement.
Love you son,
Mom
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