He's growing up so fast!

Sometimes I feel like Billy Crystal's mom in City Slickers.  Although, I don't call Jack on his birthday (yet) I often times find myself recounting the day he was born.  Now, he is the one asking me but still, I feel like the Mom from the movie.  It's fun though telling him about the day he was born.  Right now, I think it's because he feels that connection with his dad.  I also tend to over dramatize certain things about his dad and he feels that it's something he remembers from his dad.

For example, I drove to pick up Jason because his school was in between my school and the hospital.  Plus, I didn't think I was in labor.  I mean, the extreme pain that I saw in the birthing videos wasn't even happening so I didn't think I was in labor.  The reason I had to go to the hospital was because Jack's due date was two weeks away and he'd stopped moving.  He was a very active sucker in the mornings, and when he didn't move and I couldn't coax him into moving I got worried.  Because it was my first child and he was already quite big, the nurse suggested I come in and they'd hook me up to monitor Jack's vitals.  That panicked me to no end.  I called Jason in tears and he said he'd come pick me up.  Just listening to his voice calmed me enough to say that that was ridiculous, and I'd come and get him.

I learned later that Jason was actually quite nervous when I told him I couldn't get Jack to move.  He immediately called his Assistant Principal in the front office (he was in the portables out in the back of the school) and she immediately came and relieved him so that he could check out of the office and be ready when I got there.  As soon as I pulled up into the back and saw him, I started crying.  Not so much from worry, but because shortly before I got there I started cramping really badly.  I got into the passenger seat and let Jason take the wheel.  Shortly after arriving at the hospital, my cramping stopped but they hooked me up to a monitor anyway.  About twenty minutes later the nurse came in and said that I wouldn't be leaving the hospital until I'd had the baby, because yes, I was in labor.  I got the "I told you look" from Jason, but he didn't say anything (smart move!). 

Jack laughs at that story every time, and asks me how many times Jason had actually been right about something.  As maddening as it is, it was quite often.  I never tire of telling the kids funny stories about their dad.  But this time, though, I was saddened just a little bit.  Jack turned twelve this year, and in six more years he'll be heading off to college. 

Then I really will have to turn into Billy Crystal's mom from the movie.  I'll be calling him to tell him the story.  Or just maybe, he'll call me and say, "Mom, tell me about the day I was born."  It was one of the BEST days of my life.