Sunday, July 25, 2010

July 25, 1980, 12:53PM

At this moment THIRTY years ago (gasp), my boy entered the world and changed my life forever. We named him after his father, though he's not a "Junior". These days he likes to go by JB.

The first several months were touch-and-go because he was allergic to formula. I tried breast-feeding when he was first born, but that turned out to be a disaster. Apparently, I was too young to know what I was doing, even with the nurse's help. To my mother's relief, I abandoned the idea and went with formula. The idea of breast feeding was not attractive to her. The formula, however, caused major stomach complications. The doctor suggested different types of formula, and even goat's milk was offered at one point. It would just run right out of him; the lining of his stomach completely gone. He was getting weaker and sicker. Finally, he was put in the hospital with an IV drip. 

I remember the baseball playoffs were going on because his dad insisted on watching it in the hospital room while I cried and fretted. We eventually found a formula that agreed with him. He healed, growing stronger and more determined with each passing day.
JB turned out to be a sports fanatic just like his dad. The above photo is from his 29th birthday party. My mother had sent him the Baton Rouge Advocate's sports section because LSU had just won the college world series baseball tournament.

To commemorate today's huge milestone birthday, Double D and I told him to pick out tickets to the Rangers vs. Angels baseball game which happens to be playing tonight. He picked some great seats right over the Angel's dugout near third base. I hope to get lots of good pictures. More importantly, I hope to have a marvelous time with my special, sweet, firstborn. :)

3 comments:

Kittie Howard said...

Oh, Gail, this is such a beautiful post, filled with love and tenderness. Your initial problems with formula made me a bit nervous for I feared none would take (I'm very good at worrying!) but soon realized your son was going to grow into a big strong guy and the first-born apple of your eye. And rightly so! Geaux tigers! (And thank you for the out reach. Susan's making progress, stronger each day but I fear the worst will come this winter when the days are short and the nights are long. She lives in a lovely home but in a very remote, isolated area.

Teresa Evangeline said...

Hey Gail! I trust all is well and summer is being good to you. Just wanted you to know, I'm thinking of you. Teresa

Louisiana Belle said...

Kittie, welcome back!! You were missed. I can't wait to hear about more of your adventures traveling abroad. I really hated to hear about your friend's tragedy. So, so sad.

Teresa, funny that you should be asking about me today because I finally decided to post something. :) Thanks for checking in on me, that means a lot. You are a good, good person.