I have an 18 year old!!! (I was really just 12 when I had him.) :p
On November 7, 1989 (already about a week or so overdue) I went for my weekly appt with Dr. Jane and my blood pressure had shot up. So, she suggested we wait a few days to see what happen, or I could go in early on the 8th and they'd start me.
I went home, pondered it for a while, called Dr. Jane about 8 - 9 p.m. (you really can't do that anymore!) and said I'd meet her in the morning.
By 4:05 p.m. There he was, a screaming bundle of joy, and he hasn't stopped screaming since!
6lb, 10.5 oz. I can't remember how long he was and the baby books are still in boxes!
Welcome to adulthood Seffie. Where what you do now is forever! No clean slate, no do-overs, and your signature is pretty much your word. Sigh. (I'm such a killjoy) LOL.
Sharing some pics of my not baby boy...
This one kinda sums up seth. Not much into having his picture taken. I don't know why it's one of my favorites of him!
Love you Seth! Even tho you wonder about that sometimes, I do, and dammit if I'm not proud of you and the things you've accomplished in your first 18 years.