Seventeen years ago today, also on a Thursday, I woke up early in the morning with a very profound pain shooting through my back. And seventeen hours of back labor later, I had a hungry little guy squinting up at me. He's a little bigger today than he was back then, but still every bit as hungry.
He's also the best thing that ever happened to me, either before or since.
Happy birthday, beautiful boy.
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