Tuesday, December 13, 2005
THEN: DECEMBER 13, 1987
My first baby (Katie) turns 18 this week, a fact I have been wrestling with as it approached. I'm not sure how this happened so quickly.
It seems like yesterday, Dr. Biggerstaff, (don't laugh, that was the OB doctor's name) passed me the scissors and asked,
" Would you like to cut the cord?"
"Would I?, You're damn right I'll cut it...my wife's been hogging this baby for the past nine months, it's time to share!"
So began this marvelous journey, one that I could neither imagine nor really appreciate until she arrived. We had a lot to learn....well, I did any way. My wife seemed to know what to do no matter what the situation. Katie was a good sport as we fumbled at being new parents. None of our mistakes seem to have caused any permanent harm and she has turned out to be a pretty amazing young woman. It's that young woman part that has me shaking my head and saying, "How could we get here this fast?"
It just amazes me.
But, here we are. So it's time to celebrate this baby's 18th trip around the sun. She has requested "shrimp, as long as there's tons of them" and a chocolate cake. (Definitely Daddy's girl)
So Tuesday evening, in a small house tucked in the woods of North Florida, we will cook together, eat together, and celebrate the birthday girl with earthly goodies and love.
I will be soaking up every second of it, wishing for time to slow just a little.
Happy Birthday Katie Bug.
Posted by R.Powers at 12:01 AM