24 years ago today I became a mother. A younger, thinner, less worldly version of myself, living in Miami with my husband of 18 months. It was a hot day, and I had been pregnant too long. The baby was 18 days overdue, my mother had flown in 2 weeks prior, and did I mention it was Miami???!There are lots of stories I remember about the birth of my first child, who was supposed to be a girl. There was NO boy name...why bother??? My mom had even arrived with pink clothes and a doll! Things did not go as expected, and a BIG boy finally made his way into the world. After he was born, his dad came into my room, still a little awestruck, shocked, and giddy. He thought Derrick was a good name. I looked him straight in eye, smiled, and said "no, his name is Parker." My husband shook his head in agreement - he knew there was no arguing with a woman who had just pushed for 2 hours straight. Later on I told him that the name was suggested by my mom, who had seen it on a Cabbage Patch doll. :)
Parker has been a joy in my life since that first moment I saw him. He is the son every mother wants - kind, loving, generous, goofy. He can throw a football, hit a baseball, and scuba dive. He knows the words to all the oldies songs, but can also rap like a white guy. He never quits, even when he's beat. He loves shoes and hates doing laundry. He sucks at math, but is fascinated by government. He has a huge heart and sets a great example for his twin brother and sister to follow. I am so lucky I get to be his mom.
Happy Birthday, big boy!
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