liza bean

quarter-o-a-century

My birth story: (as remembered by me from the storytelling of my da and ma)
I was born 25 years ago in a hospital in Lima, Ohio. My father could not make it due to something- traffic was it, or maybe he was there...it's a little fuzzy? My mother was unconscience 'cause the doctors knocked her out. And I entered the world -via metal claps squeezing my itty bitty head -into the warm hands of a complete stranger. But don't feel bad. My favorite part of this story is when my momma cried when the nurses brought me in and she saw me the very first time, and how she told my father, "I don't care what those nurses say, bring me my baby!" And so they brought my mom her little red-headed, five pounder of a baby. Did I mention that I was born 6 weeks early? Perhaps that is why I am always told I look so much younger than I really am. HMM, I hadn't though of that My claim to fame is that I did not make a peep for the first two weeks of life. That is, I did not cry. I slightly whimpered- but no baby cries from me. And then one evening, I started wailing. And I was LOUD. It actually scared my parents... Interesting to note that I am still very quiet unless provoked-- better cover your ears then. Well, off to have some fun! Join in next time for a full account of this odd ball day that was my birthday...