Ashton is ten, my middle daughter, full of mischief and trouble. Smarter than I thought, really, really smart actually. Funny, popular and beautiful. I can't believe it's been a decade.
She was born on a Friday, as were all of my daughters. I had been in a minor fender bender the weekend before while attending the University Street Fair. Some girl hit me going about 30, while I was stopped waiting for a parking space. No one was hurt, just a bit shook up. Probably not as shook up as the girl that hit me, you should have seen her face when I got out of the car-all 8 3/4 mos pregnant and not too happy. Went to the fair and had a good time, didn't think anything of it except what I was going to tell my grandma for smashing up her fender. Then about a week later while playing solitaire my water broke. It was quite a surprise as Ashton wasn't due for about 4 more weeks. And I had been arguing with my husband and kicked him out in a fit of pregnant hormonal rage. So when I paged him "911" on the baby beeper he didn't answer, not expecting a call for about another month and thinking I was just going to yell at him some more. I ended up taking a cab to the hospital in downtown Seattle (that's an entire other looooong story) and she was born the next late afternoon. Husband showed up after many, many panicked calls to the pager and then finally to his work the next morning. I remember the radio being on and "Admiral Halsey" by the Beatles playing. Every time I hear it it brings back memories.
I couldn't ask for a sweeter child, she's my lovey. Happy birthday Bean!!!!!!
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She was the most adorable baby in that little exersaucer! It's hard to believe that time really does fly :(.
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