Daily Archives: January 12, 2013

Happy 30!

The day is almost over and I have talked to my sons by phone to wish them a happy birthday. How well Bruce and I  recall their entry into the world 30 years ago tonight. There was an ice storm raging outside but we were safely tucked into a room at Maine Medical Center in Bangor. It was still 5 weeks before the babies were supposed to be born, but they had other plans. After spending the previous day taking drugs to stop my labor, everything started up again at 4 a.m. on January 11. By 7:30 p.m., tiny Cameron was born in 2 pushes, weighing 3 lbs 2 oz. He made one “waa”and stopped breathing. We could hear part of the team doing tiny baby CPR on Cameron when my water broke for Robin and his hand and umbilical cord came out. Everyone got suddenly very serious preparing for an emergency C-section, and 26 minutes later, Robin came into the world weighing 4 lbs. 10 oz.

There were ups and downs in the next few days as we all worked to recover from the crazy birth night on January 11. It was as though all the scary stuff happened right up front, and then we had strong feisty babies, wise wonderful toddlers, great island school students, and resilient teenagers who never gave us a hard time. If they didn’t manage to stay out of trouble, at least they were discreet in their behavior. We honestly could not have imagined nor asked for better sons.  They have become such amazing, funny, happy adults, which is their gift to us celebrate on their birthday. Several friends have commented on how fast the time has gone, or wondered how Fritz and Robin can be 30 years old already. All day I have felt  it is just right that they have reached this milestone. It doesn’t feel too soon, and it doesn’t feel like they are getting that much older yet. At age 30, if we’re lucky, there are a lot of good times ahead. Adulthood is just beginning to reach its prime. In 4 months I’ll reach my own milestone. For the only time in our lives I’ll be exactly twice the age of my sons.  I hope I feel just as complete and right with the world in May, as I do tonight thinking of my sons taking a trip to celebrate their birthday together, spending a weekend of brother-only time. Of all the different things I’ve done in my life, being a mother to Fritz and Robin has been my absolute most favorite thing of all.

Happy Birthday guys!



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