Today is my oldest son, Jack’s 6th birthday so I thought I would share a funny story about the day he was born. My husband was still in the Marine Corps so we were at the San Diego Naval Hospital. My induction began on the morning of June 24th at about 9am and Jack wasn’t born until the next day at 624am. My husband had told me months in advance that he didn’t want to see the action and wanted to stand next to me “above the equator”. So bata bing, Jack was born and he was being cleaned up while another doctor was looking after me. Blanton was at the table with Jack when he looked over to me and out of the corner of his eye, caught a glance at some “unpleasantness” near me (I’ll leave it at that). He had his big military issued boots on and suddenly I heard an about-to-vomit sound and then saw him bolt out of the room. He ran down the hall and this is what everyone in the room heard. Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! Bbbblllaaaahhhh! Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! Bbbblllaaaahhhh! Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! Bbbblllaaaahhhh! Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! Bbbblllaaaahhhh! I couldn’t help but laugh and I apologized to the doctor who was doing whatever with my uterus and she said that my laughter was actually helping…but even if it wasn't, I couldn't have stopped. Blanton was gone for 20 minutes and the doctors had become concerned about him but just before they were going to check on him, he walked back in looking very pale. It was such a strange time to have that kind of uncontrollable laughter but it really was just plain funny, and it was the second best thing that happened on that day. Jack weighed 7lbe 12oz and I fell in love with him instantly and have been ever since. Happy birthday to my biggest little guy!
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