Jeff's birthday

Today is Jeff's 31st birthday! I can remember every detail of the birthing room, the delivery room and Mort at my side. The other men were doctors but looked liked kids and with his mask on, everyone thought Mort was the chief md. After a long labor (we were sent back to NJ once by train, and as soon as I got home we had to go back to NY). Jeff was born at Beth Israel, all 5lbs. of him in fetal distress. I screamed get me the top ped.md. because being a nurse I thought the worst. The following day, DR.Wallach, chief of obstetrics apologized to me and said he was post mature and had lost weight in uterio. All his skin was sagging with the lack of fat ( you lose weight when you are post mature because the placenta stops feeding the baby).But my first born just shy of me 36th birthday was healthy and free at last. I write this story for prosterity and I hope you Jeff reads it one day so Happy Birthday to you Jeff and Happy birthing day to me! We had a little party for him last night and he has the nicest friends. tonight, the three of them will come over and finish his birthday pies!