"Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing. " -Helen Keller

Friday, February 20, 2009

Happy Happy Birthday Marty

12 years ago, I woke up at 2 am when I felt my first real contraction. I was so ready for my baby boy to be here. For the final 2+ weeks of my pregnancy, I couldn't even drive myself anywhere because I was so swollen that my hands and forearms would go numb if I wrapped my hands around a steering wheel. It wasn't a quick labor. My contrax didn't close to within 5 minutes of one another until nearly 8:30 am. When I go to my OBs' office at just after 9 am, I was barely dilated past 3 cms. It was going to be a LONG day.

Since I lived over 40 minutes from the hospital, they sent me over even though I was only at 3 cms. Labor was slow but steady for most of the day. By mid afternoon, I had an epidural, an IV with antibiotics because I had a low grade temp, and mag sulfate to treat my pre-eclampsia. Then, they had to piggy back on pitocin because the mag sulfate managed to stop my full term labor (go figure...half the time it can't stop pre-term labor). By the time they got my labor going again, Marty's heart rate was dropping precipitously with each contrax. I'd been in labor for almost 16 hrs and we were both tired. I gladly signed the papers to have a c-section. I just wanted him safe. At just after 6:30 pm, my oldest son was born.

Marty and me an hour after delivery

Vic and Marty

My little man

It has continually stunned me how quickly Marty grew and changed over the years. By his first birthday, he was running all over the place, feeding himself, and trying to talk.

February 1998...Marty turns 1

12 short years later, Marty has grown into such a fine young man. Like all preteens, he definitely has his moments. However, he has many moments when the man he will eventually become shines through. He gladly helps his friends and family. He has been known to quietly donate all the money he has saved to help the victims of disasters. And, I've never known him to make fun of someone because of a physical or mental disability. I still remember the time we were at a church potluck dinner when Marty was about 8 and, without any prompting from me, he helped a physically disabled man with his plate and food. He made me so very proud...and he still makes me proud today.

Marty 2/19/09

He has grown into such a handsome young man. He is only an inch shorter than me...in another month or two, he will be taller than me. And, hehehehe, he has gunboats for feet. His shoe size has almost kept up with his age. His shoes are a men's size 10 1/2. And, my young man has his first real pimple. ROFL...he would kill me if he knew I was telling you that.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARTY!!! We love you very much.


'Murgdan' said...

Happy Birthday, Marty!

Megan said...

Happy Birthday Marty!

Lollipop Goldstein said...

Happy birthday, Marty! Hope it is a wonderful day.

Beautiful Mess said...

Happy birthday Marty, have a GREAT year! Happy GIVE birth day to YOU! HUGS, Happy Friday!!!

A n T said...

Here from LFCA: Happy Birthday Marty!

A Decade of BFNs said...

From LFCA ~ Happy Birthday Big Man!!!

Cassandra said...

Happy Birthday Marty! Don't get any big ideas about growing a mustache like your dad used to have. :)

Cara said...

Happy (belated) birthday Marty!

I, like your mom, and amazed at day turns into day - then year - then BAM you are 12!


Mo and Will said...

Oh, what a lovely post celebrating your son's 12 years! Happy Birthday, Marty!


Emmy said...

Wow! What a great post honoring your son!

Happy birthday to him and your family!

~Jess said...

What a great post! Happy Birthday!


WiseGuy said...

Happy Birthday Marty! Wish you a lot of love and luck all your life. Be good!

MrsSpock said...

Happy Birthday!