Throwback Thursday – This Redhead

When my daughter was born, I remember one of the nurses saying “look at that red hair!” Her grandmother on her father’s side was a redhead so I wasn’t too surprised.

As the doctor laid her on my belly, I looked at her and something told me it was going to be a wild ride. And it has been … in a good way.

We had our moments though, as mothers and daughters do. What mother hasn’t enforced a curfew and been told “I hate you!” Haha! Been there – done that. But I wouldn’t trade my life as her Mom for anything.

This image is one I took when she was fifteen. The year she thought she knew everything. It shows on her face, doesn’t it?

I know for sure that God is the one who got us through THOSE days. He has such a sense of humor!

She’s a lovely woman now with a sense of adventure that continues to inspire me and all who are lucky enough to know her.

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Be good to yourself and others. Namaste’

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TBT – I Love You

My daughter made me this card for my birthday last year. I’ll cherish it forever!

We worked together for the summer and absolutely had a blast. I came into the office on my birthday to find this on my desk. Made me cry ❤️

You’re the best, Michele! With love from a grateful Mom.

The Cost of Having Me

In today’s world the cost of having children is huge compared to when I was born … 65 years ago today.  As I was going through some of my Mom’s things, I came across the hospital bill that she saved.

Back then they kept mothers and babies in the hospital for a lot longer than they do now.  Mom and I were there for five days and I was a natural birth.  I guess they wanted to make sure that we got the care we needed before sending us home.  What a concept as compared to now!  Mom said the doctor and nurses were terrific. Marysville is a great town … 4,000 people back then, and still around 4,000.  I haven’t been back there in a long while but one of these days, I plan to go.

As you can see from the breakdown on my hospital bill, it cost a whole $4.00 for “Care of Baby.”  Wow!  Compare that to the cost of having a child these days.  Unbelievable, isn’t it?

I was born exactly at 12:00 midnight on the 12th and Mom was in labor for 12 hours.  The doctor gave her a choice for my birth date and she picked the 12th because she said that was the date that she did all the “work.”  12-12-12 … hmmm.  Namaste’

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Me & Mom

I spent this afternoon with my Mom and then took her to see my step-dad, now in a rehab center, recovering from pneumonia.  I hate those places and they’ve both been in them before.  But we did manage to have some nice moments, like this one.  The waitress took a shot of us together, which I will cherish for a long, long time.  Namaste’

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