By 2:15 that afternoon, an almost 8 pound baby was born; screaming to the world that she was VERY inconvenienced by this event, squeaking like a toy with every cry. I felt like Superwoman after delivering this angel and predicted that she would be a bigger, better version of me - which she TOTALLY is. I was so thankful for the support of my husband...we were an awesome birthing team.
|I bet he misses all that hair and I'd love to weigh this much again.|
Our daughter is loud and loving, gorgeous and fearless. She is bold and loyal. She is true to her friends, with an incredible mastery of forgiveness. (Her Dad and I are both lucky in that regard!) But there is a weakness...OSTRICHES! Our daughter is afraid of ostriches and her dramatic style is half the fun of tormenting her. One time I was at the zoo with her and an ostrich literally chased her around the fenced enclosure, as if it smelled her fear. Granted, the bird was on one side of the fence and she was safely on the other, but the sight of her running down the concrete zoo pathway (screaming like a maniac) with an ostrich in full stride behind her was HYSTERICALLY priceless.
Every year on July 23rd at precisely 2:15 I call my daughter to tell her Happy Birth Moment! I made that call yesterday and after we got off the phone, I had a brilliant idea. I found a picture of an ostrich (thanks to Creative Commons and photographer Donar Reiskoffer) and it looked like the bird was yelling...perfect! I copied the image into a text message and told her that Olivia (the Ostrich) says "Happy Birthday Rachel, I love you!" I was already giggling as I pushed send and then it hit me...I'll tell everyone to send her the same text and she'll KILL ME! LOL
|Happy Birthday Rachel, I love you!|
It was a nice moment. We were teasing our daughter together, just like parents should do. We put aside all the shit that we've been through to enjoy this precious child, this amazing young woman that we brought into the world. She is the best of both of us and we're better humans because of her.
I sent him a text thanking him for being such a great partner on the day she was born and that it was one of my best days ever. He texted back "Mine too!!" and I exhaled; releasing 26 years of anger and remorse. It doesn't change anything that happened in the past, I just finally found the strength to loosen my stranglehold on the regret. I forgave us both and thanked the universe because we both lived long enough to share this silly game on a Wednesday afternoon. I'm so glad I took the chance.
She's plotting revenge at this very moment and I can't wait to see what she comes up with.
Love ya, mean it,
ROSE MARIE B!!!