My Birthpartners

Yesterday evening I took Mom and Patricia out for dinner at the Outback Steakhouse. If you’ll notice, Mom has a can of bear-spray with her. Upon seeing the photo, a shocked Patricia exclaimed, “Was your mom worried about being mugged in the parking lot?!”

No, actually, Mom said that she “brought the bearspray since we were going to the Outback.” Hee! Mom, you so crazy!

The three us us had a marvelous time. We should meet every year to celebrate our work together in bringing Tyoma into the world. Trish and I asked Mom to tell her birth story repeatedly, but we kept getting sidetracked. Maybe we’ll keep meeting just so Mom can finish her story!

I am so grateful to my girls for being there for me. Till those labor pains rock your bones, you don’t realize just how much you need the ones you love!

Much thanks to Mom’s sturdy arms that held firm my flailing leg and much thanks to Ewbliette’s indefatigable vocal cords that kept me pushing 1-2-3, 4-5-6, 7-8-9!

I love you guys!

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