Ok, Gavin, I know you get jealous that I,never tell great stories about you. Really, your story is the best though, and most "life changing" and miraculous.
I have so many stories to tell you from playing pop goes the weasel and my mom commenting how regardless of what we went through, you still recognized your mother, no doubt or then how you tried to leave with any cute chick at the beach at Bay Springs calling them mommy. But I have another story pecking at my skull today.
I was very sick, I had just had two miscarriages but figured still being alive was good enough. I would get better and have more children, dad gum it! Well, Dad took me to a Cracker Barrel one evening, and I got so sick, I had to excuse myself. I felt better after I threw up. A few women were in the rest room, talking about what was good or bad to order. As I approached the sink, one asked,me what I had, they would be sure not to get it. I laughed but explained that I was sick, and it was neither the food or contageous.
I told this story to Jackie who was watching the babies for us. I knew that she did not approve of my getting pregnant all of the time, anyway, but when I told her that I threw up she asked if I was pregnant again. I told her no. Personally, I thought it proposterous and impossible to even consider, but eventually the ultrasound said differently. I was due on July 25th.
I do not remember so many things and that is why I do not tell you. I do recall sitting on the back patio in Gallatin with Leah Burns and Cricket Reifschneider we had moved there to be closer to a hospital. We had a Barbecue and were just lounging or rather dodging mosquitos. I remember someone saying that it was the 29th and I freaked out and told Brandall that I was due on the 25th. Well, turns out it wasn't the right month even. Plus, you were born a month early anyway.
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