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The Day That Changed Everything. - Blather. Rants. Repeat.
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The Day That Changed Everything.

Eleanor and I moved in together on January 1, 1987. We were married later that year, bought the condo we were living in a few months after that, and had closed on and moved into our first single-family home in the winter of 1991.

All important things, but things in the lives of two people. It was this day, 23 years ago, when the two became three.

Emily 1392

That, literally, is the first picture in the book (unless you count the ultrasounds).  It came after an evening of labor, a middle-of-the-night decision to C-section, and a healthy mother and baby in the world together for the first time by a bit past 6 that morning.

A few months later, she was in day care, and by the time we left Rochester in her third year, she was a happy, well-adjusted little girl who was already showing signs of more artistic talent than I will ever aspire to. She got that from her mom; I contributed much of the verbal agility and all of the bad teeth:P

For years, today meant we were the first stop on the annual party circuit. We did zoo parties and art parties and at least one obligatory Chuckie Cheese party that still brings sugar-high nightmares.

Today, though, turning 23, she's in her new home, with the love of her life, and with two kitties of their own at their feet. We talked earlier; boring day at home. She has at least one new celebration, though: yesterday, her boss gave her an unexpected raise, mainly because of how well she handled a rather stressful situation, entirely on her own, on the last day of 2014.  I'm not sure she would have had all the pieces in place to do that even as of a few years ago, but it makes us proud as all get-out to see it in her.

She- they- will always have a place in our home and our lives, but that little girl has grown up. The dreams she follows will be her own, and in her own way.  It's a joy just to watch.

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oxymoron67 From: oxymoron67 Date: January 4th, 2015 12:18 am (UTC) (Link)
This was a joy to read!
captainsblog From: captainsblog Date: January 4th, 2015 02:15 pm (UTC) (Link)
Thank you:)
mac_arthur_park From: mac_arthur_park Date: January 4th, 2015 01:22 am (UTC) (Link)
I love this post so much.
captainsblog From: captainsblog Date: January 4th, 2015 02:16 pm (UTC) (Link)
Good subject matter always helps;) Thanks.
greenquotebook From: greenquotebook Date: January 4th, 2015 01:57 pm (UTC) (Link)
Aww! (((HUGS)))

I had a sharp attack of "my baby is growing up so fast!" first thing this morning, so this really hits home. Hope to see you again during baseball season.
captainsblog From: captainsblog Date: January 4th, 2015 02:18 pm (UTC) (Link)
I got a good dose of that at the office holiday party- this group encourages families to come, and there was a major number of itty bitties, ranging from almost-newborn to toddler. I found myself missing it- but Emily was with us, which made me remember what we do it for:)

nimnod From: nimnod Date: January 4th, 2015 06:33 pm (UTC) (Link)
What a lovely entry :)
captainsblog From: captainsblog Date: January 4th, 2015 11:03 pm (UTC) (Link)
Thank you:) All of us, and each of us, have had bumps in the road, but I wouldn't change the route knowing that we got where we are.
warriorsavant From: warriorsavant Date: January 4th, 2015 10:58 pm (UTC) (Link)
That was touching to read. Saw the picture, and realized the hospital where Hedgefund was born uses the same blankets. I hope I do as good a job with her as you did w/ Em.
captainsblog From: captainsblog Date: January 4th, 2015 11:06 pm (UTC) (Link)
That hospital was out of business within ten years. Maybe they had a sale;)

And thanks. You guys seem like you're well on your way:)
warriorsavant From: warriorsavant Date: January 4th, 2015 11:09 pm (UTC) (Link)
Thank you.

BTW, the hospital where I was born is also now closed. Somehow gives one a warm-and-fuzzy (not): "hey, if THIS is the sort of baby that comes out of here, let's close the place so there aren't any more like him. Come to think of it, I was also the last child of my parents."
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