Oh, My...How the Times have Changed (A Funny--to me--Birthday Story)

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Yesterday I celebrated my 68th birthday (for you doing the math, that means I was born in 1943)! For some reason, each year my Mom calls me to tell me my birthday story, which typically has amounted to a weather report for the day I was born. She's always told me there was a blizzard and the doctor wanted her to come to the hospital a little early so she wouldn't get stuck in the snow. I have to set the scene for you, though. In 1943 WWII was raging all over the world. Dad was in the Army Air Corps and stationed in France at the time. Mom was living with Dad's parents and the household included both grandparents, one of my cousins, two of Dad's younger sisters and Grandma's deaf bachelor brother besides my mother. Quite a house full of people, but everybody did what they had to in order to make ends meet.

This year I happened to be with Mom on my actual birthday. We had an interesting conversation, which follows:

Mom: Guess I'd better tell you your birthday story.
Me: Yes, it wouldn't be the same without it!
Mom: You know we had a blizzard that day.
Me: Yep, that's what you've told me.
Mom: I rode to the hospital in a red Buick!
Me: Red Buick? I never heard that part before. Who had a red Buick? (I was a little nervous now, as I've heard my birthday story scores of times and never ever heard anything about a Buick!)
Mom: Dr. Moulton.
Me: Why would Dr. Moulton give you a ride to the hospital?
Mom: Well, I was going to have you at home, but he came by and said he thought we were going to get a big snow storm and I should go to the hospital.
Me: He just stopped by?
Mom: No, Grandma had the neighbor call him because she said I was going into labor. (Grandma had 9 babies, so I guess she'd know.)
Me: So, you just went to the hospital with him?
Mom: Well, not right away. I told him I didn't want to go, but he said the government is paying for it anyway, so you might as well. So, I did.
Me: Well, kind of convenient for him, wouldn't you say, since he owned the hospital?
Mom: Yeah. He took me and dropped me off because he had to go check on some baby pigs at his farm.
Me: But he made it back?
Mom: Oh, yes. With time to spare even if we did get a blizzard that night. I had to stay in the hospital for 10 days. Dr. Moulton made me stay an extra day.
Me: Was something wrong?
Mom: Well, he looked at my fingernails and said they looked funny so I should stay another day.
Me: Fingernails? What was funny about them?
Mom: I don't have a clue. All I know is that when I got home Grandma said at least I didn't have to lay around in bed anymore!!
Me: How did you get home, Mom? In the red Buick?
Mom: Oh no, a neighbor came with his truck and picked us up. Grandpa's car wasn't working that winter. The neighbor took one look at you and said you were the biggest baby he'd ever seen!

For crying out loud...some things never change!!!

**A few people have asked me how big I was--9# is what I was told. Guess that was kinda big for a first baby, but all the same...the biggest baby he'd ever seen? How rude was that! LOL!
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    Well I guess my daughter has a little something in common with you although she was born in 1983 - 40 years after you - on December the 6th. I'd been in the hospital all day being induced but not much happened so DH went home in the evening. I went back into labour during the night and when he got the call to come back to the hospital he took his sweet time even though it was snowing like crazy and we lived out of town about a 30 minute drive from the hospital at that time. He arrived 10 minutes before she was born!
    1527 days ago
    What a wonderful story - something to treasure. Your Mom must have been a great story teller.
    1528 days ago
    Aw that's sweet to hear your story every year:) Hope you had a wonderful birthday!!
    3354 days ago
    That was the funniest story! What a hoot!
    3354 days ago
    What a laugh! I love the story. Fingernails looked funny? Ah, the times were so different. Left your mom at the door and went home to check on the pigs. Oh, Jeannie, this is the best story. But the ending - the biggest baby I ever saw. I'm still laughing.

    One problem. If I fall off this chair and crack my head on my desk from laughing, I will be so embarrassed because I'll have to file my own workers comp claim!!

    3355 days ago
    Love the ritual of the birth story. Make her record that. It's a keeper!
    3355 days ago
    loved the story of how you were born and the dialogue with your mother...sounds like it's become a tradition.....and that makes it even more special.. but....I gotta say....biggest baby he ever saw?? come on........9# is not that big.....I had a nephew who weighed 10 lbs at birth.......and I have heard of a 14 lb baby as that would, I think, be the biggest baby ever......well, we can but hope........*gulp* I think I would certainly want to be out for that birth.

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    3355 days ago
    What a wonderful story. I'm sure you never tire of hearing it. How fortunate you are to have been able to share you birthday with your mom. I did laugh at the conversation you shared. As usual, a great blog!!
    3355 days ago
  • JILL313
    I LOL at the dialogue between you and your Mom about the day your were born. . .my Mom never said much about mine just that I came real fast which seemed to please her, wouldn't it you--LOL! I was also a big baby around 9#s, I guess that's why I'm big boned and tall as neither one of my parents were. I always love your blogs and this is a goodie!


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  • SPEEDY143
    Love it... not only do I get to hear my birth story every year but I get to tell my kids theirs. Ahhhh, how BIG were you? emoticon

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    3355 days ago
    LOL! Times certainly have changed. I am only 37, but my mother chose to have me at home. The stories she tells are funny. Of course she did a practice run with my middle brother.
    3356 days ago
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