NaVidPoMo: Day Twenty-Three

March twenty-third is a special day in our household. Six years ago, at 6:28 am, FB made his way out of me and into our lives. I'd say that he slid, but he didn't; he had his head born for a full three minutes ahead of the rest of his body. I heard him cry even as he was still kicking inside me.

Each of my children has a song. I didn't pick the songs, I just recognized them. When they're graduating and we do the somewhat-cheesy slide show with music, I know what songs each will have in the background, and no, they don't get a choice. And for whatever reason, this is FB's song. Love you, my sweet buddy. You're my favorite deputy--and whatever road you choose, I'm right behind you, win or lose. :)