A Great Birthday Party and Present : 10 Years Ago
It's my husband's birthday.
Ten years ago I threw him a great party to
celebrate. It wasn't elaborate and thank goodness the weather cooperated
because we held it outside in our backyard. I just invited a whole bunch
of his friends over for an afternoon of food, drink, music and conversation.
It was a great day because we had friends and relatives from all over
drop by. Even though it was a Saturday in summer, my mother drove
up from the shore (who does that) and his parents and grandfather drove in from
Pennsylvania. Good friends drove up for the weekend from Maryland and
friends from the city bused into our suburb. It was a wonderful blend of
people
It was a time to mark a new decade in his
life. And what a decade it was to be!
Our previous ten years together (9 if you want
to count officially the years we were married at the time), had a different
focus. As of July 2005 we were closing the door on the two of us and
opening the one that would make us a family of three. We had only found
out about the possibility of becoming three in April and James' impending birth
was scheduled for some time at the end of July or early August.
(Originally his arrive was "scheduled" for August 2nd, but then
things looked like they might happen faster and I was emailing guests to tell
them there might have to be a last minute change.) So it should come as
no surprise that most of my husband's birthday gifts that year were baby
related. Officially it was a birthday party, but gift-wise it looked more
like a baby shower. And that was fine by my husband who was embracing his
impending new role as stay-at-home daddy. How many men would be thrilled
if their mother-in-law gave them a bib for their birthday?
It was a memorable day and party.
One that I will never be able to top, so I won't even try. Although
my husband says it was a great party, the best birthday gift he got came 13
days later, when our son, James was born. Holding that tiny baby in his
arms, he entered a new phase of his life. He became the great dad that I
knew he was meant to be.
Today he enters another new decade, as
well as another new phase in his life. In just 13 days he'll be a dad to
a son also in the "double digits" (which I guess qualifies him as a
"tween.") He spent ten years being a daddy and helping a little
boy grow; now he's entering the "dad" phase where he will continue to
encourage our son to be the best young man he can be. I'm a proud mom and
a big reason that our son has turned out so well (thus far) is a direct result
of what my husband has taught him.
So Happy Birthday! Welcome to a new
decade! Don't grumble or groan; but embrace it! Know that you have
shaped a child's life over the past 10 years and you will only continue to
enhance it in the decade(s) to come.
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