He was two weeks overdue and I
Finally I went to have an ultrasound/stress test..something. I was two weeks overdue and the doctor did not seem to have a problem with that. He quietly observed the picture on the screen and then jumped up and exclaimed, "We have got to get that baby out of there! He is HUGE!" (Did I mention I was two weeks overdue?)
So two days later I went in for a scheduled induction. Seventeen hours later. Ty was born. All ten pounds of him. I think the entire staff of the hospital was watching as the doctor used the
I remember looking at my baby for the first time and saying, "Where in the heck did he get those dimples?" They were the deepest I had ever seen.
There was so much I didn't know at the time. I didn't know what to do with an infant. I was 24 for Pete's sake. I could barely take care of myself! I can't believe they just let us leave the hospital with him. Of course he was big enough to drive us home.
I didn't know it was possible to be so in awe of another human. I didn't know that who Ty was when this picture was taken was who he would always be. I didn't know that no matter how much he grew or how much he outweighed me, a small part of me would always see this face when I looked at him.
That face has changed now. There are zits, and he shaves, but those dimples are still just as deep.
He has and continues to put up with a lot of on the job training on my part.
He is an awesome kid.
He is quick with a dimply smile even if he moves a little slow.
Happy Birthday Ty.