Some memories from that first month (September 2006) are being up all night with poor Mommy, who was helping me adjust to life outside the womb even though she was so tired and recovering from a C-section. I also hear the stories about how Mommy's water broke the morning BEFORE I was supposed to be born, and how Daddy used "strategic speeding" to get us to the hospital, which was 3 hours away. Luckily, we made it in time, and I was born at 8:06 a.m. on September 5, 2006.



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