". . . little shall I grace my cause

In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience,

I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver . . ."

(William Shakespeare's Othello, I.iii.88-90)

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Happy Birthday, Trevor


Fifteen years ago today I had a baby. He was my first one.

It was a Saturday morning, and I had been experiencing increasing discomfort since Wednesday night, but I was still not sure if I was in labor, having not experienced a definitive moment of doubling over pain. I didn't want to be one of those ladies who shows up at the hospital, gets a polite but patronizing smile, and is sent home to wait for the real labor to start. So although my husband had been suggesting a trip to the hospital for some time, I kept saying, "No, let's just wait a little longer."

Finally, seeing my increasing distress, my husband insisted that whether I liked it or not we were going to the hospital. But because we had not had lunch and were both hungry, we stopped on the way for frozen yogurt. By this time I was starting to think that maybe I was experiencing the real thing after all, since as we were walking to the yogurt shop from the parking lot the discomfort was such that I had to stop temporarily.

When we arrived at the hospital the nurse took one look at me and said "You're not going anywhere, honey--you're dilated to five!"

At 10:43 p.m. that night I had a 9-pound, 7-ounce baby boy with blue eyes and bright red hair. His Daddy was there beside me and cut the umbilical cord. Then, since we had also not had supper that day, we celebrated by ordering pizza.

That baby boy is turning 15 years old today. As I look at the man he is becoming, I am filled with wonder that the Lord has entrusted him into my care. He is as handsome as they come, and his accomplishments are prodigious, excelling as he does at chess, piano, voice, and academics.

But what gives me even greater joy is the knowledge that on November 1, 1992, he was baptized into the Lord's family and that he continues to embrace the faith that was given to him on that day. And that faith is shown forth in his life, as he is one of the most upright of character, kind-hearted, gentle and wise souls I have ever known.

Happy birthday, Trevor. I am blessed to be your mother, and I love you with all my heart.

4 comments:

moonrie said...

nice blog

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday Trevor! I'm sitting here wondering how you can be 15 years old so soon. It feels like yesterday when I was at your 3rd and 4th Birthday parties.

Enjoy the day and your Mom described you perfectly.

Love,
Michelle

Elizabeth said...

Happy Birthday to Trevor!

He sounds an aweful lot like Austin. :) Born just a few months earlier (Feb) with a healthy shock of red hair at 9 lbs 7oz and 22" long.

Chris said...

Happy Birthday Trevor! :-D