To think back 28 years ago, the Sunday morning of April 28, 1985, we were up early you couldn't sleep, you were uncomfortable and then your water broke. Jaclyn was determined to be born on a Sunday for some reason, since the couple of false alarms also happened to be on a Sunday. Maybe she had it figured out that I would still be home and not some little god forsaken town in the middle of no where.
Though she decided to start this process very early in the morning, she then decided to settle back and get herself comfortable and make you wait till 9 PM that evening before she was ready to grace her presence to us.
The wait, the pain , the anticipation was worth every bit of it because we brought into this world a baby that that to this day we couldn't any prouder of. What you went through those nine months were all forgotten. Once she heard our voices she stopped crying , she knew that her mom and dad were their and they would always be their for her.
Even though so many years have passed that Sunday Morning will always be clear and vivid, it was your First Mothers day.
Happy Mother's Day, Sweetheart
Though she decided to start this process very early in the morning, she then decided to settle back and get herself comfortable and make you wait till 9 PM that evening before she was ready to grace her presence to us.
The wait, the pain , the anticipation was worth every bit of it because we brought into this world a baby that that to this day we couldn't any prouder of. What you went through those nine months were all forgotten. Once she heard our voices she stopped crying , she knew that her mom and dad were their and they would always be their for her.
Even though so many years have passed that Sunday Morning will always be clear and vivid, it was your First Mothers day.
Happy Mother's Day, Sweetheart
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