Happy Birthday myShelby

16 years ago today I gave birth to myShelby. What a day it was too. At 6:00 a.m. (MDT) I woke not feeling too well, tried to eat a bagel which just wasn't working. I climbed into a warm bath thinking that would help. By 7:40 I was in desperate need to get to the hospital, fortunately Alamogordo is little bitty town. He sped even running the one remaining traffic signal that was on the way to the hospital. We got checked in, up to a birthing room and I felt the need to go to the bathroom and while on the toilet I yelled out "I need to push" and the nurses are saying "oh no you don't". It took a moment for them to find the doctor (by this time it is about 8:15); they paged him and found out that he was just leaving the hospital. He came up right away and proceeded to tell the staff that he only had time for gloves and mask. Shelby was quick - she WANTED to be in this world. At 8:44 a.m. I had my 7 pound 8 ounce little girl. Ted cut the umbilical cord and they laid her in a bed where she was cleaned up and beautiful. What a treasure.

The most humorous thing that happened was when, nearly two hours later, a nurse tried to tell Ted that he couldn't be in the room without a gown and boots. We laughed hysterically. He'd not been gowned or had boots on when she was born and held her and changed her first two diapers; I mean, the doctor was in his shorts and a polo shirt too!

What an adventure. And now I look at her - 16 today - at the woman she is growing into. From the shy little child she was to the wonderfully outgoing, delightful young lady she is.

Happy Birthday to my love, myShelby.