Fourteen years ago today I gave birth to a baby boy. I don’t remember much of it, but I’ll tell you what I know.
November 1st..1994. I picked up my car at the mechanics. It had been stolen in Hamilton around about October 8th… It was recovered. Repaired. I had just found out I was pregnant.
I drove away in my newly restored car. And was t-boned. Wound up 180 degrees across the street. The newly restored Dodge Shadow was toast. I got cut out by the fire department and they took me to the hospital.
To shorten this up.. my pelvis was fractured and the baby was okay. It was painful but worth it.. fast forward many months and a TON of pounds later… it`s June 8,1995. Election day for Ontario. I was in FULL ACTIVE LABOUR. And I went to vote against Mike Harris. Nuff said. I lean left at the very least.
Josh at about a year.. what a ham!
So at about 3.30 I’m meeting the daughter’s bus from school. A neighbour says “when ya havin” that baby?” I say.. any minute.
The daughter gets off the bus. We go to the house. My water breaks. My five year old daughter thinks I’ve pee’d on the couch. The water is yellow. Not clear. That’s not good. However. I am trying to shorten the story.
I end up at the hospital and I have to have a Caesarian Section. The baby is transverse (butt down). So thankfully, he didn’t ingest meconium (he may have ended up brain damaged). But during the procedure it got tense. I lost a lot of blood. We both could have died. They had to put me out because he was “stuck”. And hence, why I don’t remember much.
I’m shortening it up. I don’t want to be too depressing.
Therefore… after some struggles, Joshua Sade James Warren was born. June 8, 1995. 7 lbs, 2.5 oz. and 21 inches long. They thought he had been over 10 pounds at one point before he was born, but had lost weight due to some medication I was on. He had collapsed lungs and had to reside in the Neonatal Care Unit for the first week of his life.
He is named Joshua as that is a name his father always loved. Sade is his Great Grandfather’s name. Sade’s 80th birthday party was June 4, 1995 and many asked if I was having the baby that day. I said “only if you have a knife”. He did NOT want to come out!
James…a take on his dad’s name .. which is legally Jamie. not James. Nor any form thereof. But James sounded good.
Once he was home, Joshua got over his medical problems very quickly and gained a pound a week for about 10 weeks .. he was a robust, happy child. I called him my “chunky monkey”. He was an adorable little daredevil in his Buzz Lightyear pyjamas.. diving off my dresser and onto the bed yelling “To infinity and beyond!”
Joshua is my boy. He is the child that my mother wished for .. .to pay me back for all the trouble I caused as a child. I love him to pieces.
Now, I know everyone thinks that their child is the cutest thing ever. But seriously, Josh really was adorable. Oh, he still is… for a teenager. As a young child he loved “The Little Mermaid” and had to watch it many times a day until the song “Under the Sea” made me slightly insane. He had a penchant for putting on “shows”. We’d come home to the living room rearranged into a theatre .. complete with refreshments.. and proceed to dress up and perform interpretative dance to the soundtrack of Titanic… or perhaps Josie and the Pussycats…. or maybe a little something from Aladdin.. complete with fez.
When he was a little older he took tap and jazz for a few years and completely stole the show. He’s always been a showman… a ham. He’s the kid who crowd surfed at a concert at the age of 9. He’s fearless.
Don’t get me wrong.. he’s not always been the best kid in the world. He’s gotten into more than his share of trouble. But it’s his birthday so I won’t point out all the bad stuff. 😉
Josh is very smart. When he was in grade 4 he could do his sister’s high school math. He would actually ask his teacher for MORE HOMEWORK (just math.. not the rest..) He’s extremely entertaining. He’s kind (although he pretends to be kind of a jerk.) He’s a very good singer.. he was one of the few kids who ever got a solo in choir. He’s musical .. he took guitar for a while and was very good.. and now he wants to take piano.
Josh is also easily one of the funniest people I know. He’s incredibly politically incorrect. Which really was unsettling to many when he was younger.. but now that he’s getting older he’s really growing into his sarcastic sense of humour. I have no idea where he gets it from….. He’s also extremely good with money (this I TRULY do not know where he gets it from..) and is looking to get a social insurance number so he can start working this summer. Any of his major purchases (like his PS3) he’s saved up for himself.
Joshua has been through much considering he’s only been around 14 years. His sister calls him her hero. He’s more fun to be around than most adults I know. The hardest part of me living in Barrie has been that I don’t get to see Josh every day. He makes me laugh hysterically. He’s always had the ability to cheer me up when nothing else could. He’s taller than me now. He’s a track star.. came in first in 200 and high jump recently. He’s good looking .. just don’t tell him he looks like his father.
Josh… I miss you every single day that I don’t see you. And I wish I could be with you on your birthday. Wow. You’re 14. That’s crazy considering I’m pretty sure that yesterday you were falling on the sidewalk and crying for mommy to make it better. But now you’re growing up. Way too fast I might add. But, I guess these things happen.
Happy Birthday Joshie. I love you more than you’ll ever know.
Life: All life is good.
Love: I love Josh.
Pants: Headed out with the dog soon. Mocha also wishes Josh a Happy Birthday and says she loves him best.