This was the day my son was born. I was 2 weeks past my due date on Thursday, 9/28/95 and was induced that day. But my baby decided to make me wait 2 more days.
It was raining that Saturday – an early Autumn day. I was exhausted from my labor and between contractions would turn my head to look out the window at the rain-soaked scene. I could see 2 young maple trees, I think, with leaves if gold.
It was a beautiful day, the day my boy, Chris arrived.
Saturday, September 30, 1995
This is what he took, when I was born.
My 31st birthday. Saturday night. This could have been a candid of me or my buds celebrating in KC that night.
This was the day my son was born. I was 2 weeks past my due date on Thursday, 9/28/95 and was induced that day. But my baby decided to make me wait 2 more days.
It was raining that Saturday – an early Autumn day. I was exhausted from my labor and between contractions would turn my head to look out the window at the rain-soaked scene. I could see 2 young maple trees, I think, with leaves if gold.
It was a beautiful day, the day my boy, Chris arrived.
Thank you for sharing these pictures.