
After a difficult 9 month pregnancy of constant morning sickness, I was born 32 years ago on April 23, 1977 at Lyons Gate Hospital in North Vancouver. Mom didn’t have an easy pregnancy, I just found out tonight that she actually had to be hospitalized because she wasn’t keeping anything down. But she wanted to go home so bad that she would lie to the nurses and not tell them when she had been sick so that they would let her go home sooner. She says that I took everything I needed out of her, I sucked out all of her calcium to the point where she needed 12 fillings. That is probably why I’m big boned! While she was pregnant with me her main craving was lemons…raw lemons and she couldn’t stand the smell of Kraft Dinner. She would make my dad go out and get her lemons and when she would go out for dinner, she always took everyone’s lemons off of their plates to eat. One day she had 4 in one sitting. It was collagen of the 70’s. Her lips puffed up and looked a little beat up after that feast.
My mom went into labour at 6:00am on the 23rd, my dad had gone to work but had to turn around and come home. According to my mom, he arrived at the hospital in a beautiful mis-matching plaid outfit and plaid tie. He had to dress himself that morning.
After a very slow labour, I guess I was comfortable in there, I was born at 7:14pm that night. My dad almost missed the birth because he had to run to McDonald’s to get a Big Mac. My Pop’s (grandfather) always joked that I was going to be named Big Mac. (Maybe that is why I’m big boned). They gave my mom Demoral for the pain near the end of the labour, but apparently a little too late. She actually couldn’t see due to the drug so she kept on apologizing throughout the entire labour because she couldn’t see anything. I think she was lucky she didn’t see anything!
So here I am 32 years later…I’m a little bigger now.
Thank you to everyone who wished me a Happy Birthday. I woke up this morning with a headache, probably from a lack of exercise and an over abundance of work. Even though I spent the day working and napping, I was constantly celebrating my birthday via 41 Facebook Wall Posts, 10 Tweets, the 6 phone calls (Mom & Dad twice, Nana, Greg, Gavin, and Nicki), 6 Birthday E-mails, 5 paper birthday cards, 3 text messages, 1 e-card from Brad’s parents, a Carnival Cruise Birthday e-mail and various birthday mailings and e-mails from Casino’s in Vegas. And of course a big ol’ Happy Birthday right when I woke up in person from Brad.
I’m very lucky to have such good friends, family, and acquaintances in my life. Especially the cruise ships and casinos. I don’t know what I would do without them.
Til next year…
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