Dear Sam
Happy Birthday.
You were born on a cold, but beautiful sunny March day. I remember noticing how there was still snow on the ground and it sparkled like diamonds. I was so scared but I was also so excited to meet you. I had a c section because my blood pressure was so high and I knew ahead of time that you were a boy. After waiting and not wanting to know, I weakened and found out a few days before. Your name was picked out early on because my father called me Sam when I was a little girl. Your Dad got a little light headed in the delivery room, he'll tell you it was because he was hungry, but I think he was a bit freaked out. After all, who wouldn't be. You came into the world at 12:30pm, screaming like crazy. My favorite part of this story is when the Neonatologist, Dr Bartiloti, boomed "you have a healthy baby boy". I cried with joy, my tears tracking down my face when I looked at you. After we were settled, your Dad had a roll of quarters to call everyone in the familyon the pay phone in the waiting room.
I used to tell you this story when you were little on your birthday every year. I thought this time I would put it to words. Someday you will have your own children and maybe they can read the story of the day you were born.
Don't ever don't forget that I love you and that I am proud to call you my son. The world is out there waiting for you. Go for it! Happy Birthday!
You were born on a cold, but beautiful sunny March day. I remember noticing how there was still snow on the ground and it sparkled like diamonds. I was so scared but I was also so excited to meet you. I had a c section because my blood pressure was so high and I knew ahead of time that you were a boy. After waiting and not wanting to know, I weakened and found out a few days before. Your name was picked out early on because my father called me Sam when I was a little girl. Your Dad got a little light headed in the delivery room, he'll tell you it was because he was hungry, but I think he was a bit freaked out. After all, who wouldn't be. You came into the world at 12:30pm, screaming like crazy. My favorite part of this story is when the Neonatologist, Dr Bartiloti, boomed "you have a healthy baby boy". I cried with joy, my tears tracking down my face when I looked at you. After we were settled, your Dad had a roll of quarters to call everyone in the familyon the pay phone in the waiting room.
I used to tell you this story when you were little on your birthday every year. I thought this time I would put it to words. Someday you will have your own children and maybe they can read the story of the day you were born.
Don't ever don't forget that I love you and that I am proud to call you my son. The world is out there waiting for you. Go for it! Happy Birthday!
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