So, about 9 years ago I got pregnant. My timing was so judicious that my baby was due on the exact same day as my 1 year old daughter. When it came time for me to deliver the baby, I was adamant that they not be born on the same day. The doctor induced me the day before her birthday but Matt just wouldn't come and wouldn't come. Through some very powerful numbing drugs and pretty intense pulling and pushing (not to mention the motivation of a flight to Florida that needed to be caught by 1 a.m.) Robert Matthew Jensen was born. October 1st. 11:40 p.m.
Yes, it's true. I've got one birthday on Oct. 1 and one on Oct. 2. Which is actually very convenient when it comes to remembering their birthdays, or how old or how far apart they are. The convenience ends there. Each year I ask myself, "What was I thinking" as we hold two birthday parties or buy balloons and donuts for breakfast two days in a row. Inevitably, because I'm too tired after all the back-to-school hoopla we have One family party for the both of them. Amy asked me this year why I bothered to have them a day apart when we celebrate it the same day anyway. There's nothing like the wisdom of a tween.
Anyway, this year is especially fun because Matthew is turning 8. We get friend parties when we're eight and Oh, did I mention a baptism, also, is in the works. So if you're wondering WHy I haven't posted it's because I'm the proverbial chicken---with its head cut off. So what else is new?
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