Got to talk to Scott tonight. I wished him an early birthday, and he reminded me that it was past midnight in Germany so it WAS his birthday already! Hard to believe he's 24 already. That was the age I was when I had him.
I remember that day all too well. It was a Saturday, I woke up at 3:30 a.m. in labor. Steve took me to the hospital, I was admitted, and things progressed rather quickly. Scott was born at 9:16 a.m. Steve was pretty dazed by the end - we have video of my mom asking him about the baby's name, Steve read off the card, "21 inches tall." Somehow that never stuck as Scott's nickname.
He may be our firstborn, but he'll always be our baby. Hope he has a great birthday!
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