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Thirty-nine years ago today at 10:40 am EST I gave birth to my firstborn, a son we named Sean.

I remember when the doctor said excitedly, “It’s a boy!” and I cried tears of joy as I glanced at the clock to see what time he arrived.

I remember the expression on your face, son, as the doctor held you up near my knees so I could see you.

I remember the catch in your Dad’s throat when I told him we had our boy and he said, “I know it!”

Through joys and heartaches I have always remembered that special moment of that special day and it wasn’t because of the pain, but because of the happiness.

Now you’re a husband and Dad yourself. Where has the time gone?

I will remember your birth and your sister’s birth as long as I live and savor every memory of each of those days.

Happy birthday, Son. We love you more now than we did that first day, if that’s possible.

Written by Jeanette

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