Better late than never..

I've been told the "story" a few times. I don't remember all of the details, but I can piece together some of the facts, and the rest, well, those are just what I've taken away for my own personal memories.

Doctors once told my mom she was unable to have children. Actually, they told my parents that. I'm not sure if it was directed towards my mom, or my dad, but now, after having my own "experience", I'm certain it was my mom. I'll have to ask. Either way, after 5 years of trying, and professional advice, they had to seriously consider their options-even if my mother felt she was going to carry a child.

Late September 1972, my mother was sent to the hospital. She had been on a ridiculous, all-celery diet (don't ask!) which must have made her delusional, or, in the least, a bit light-headed, because she fell asleep under a sunlamp (now known as tanning beds). She suffered serious degree burns.

While at the hospital, she was informed that she was pregnant.

Huh?

And the baby was to be born early March.

Huh?

I'm sure my mother was bewildered. {Was this possible? But they had said..oh I always knew...but we've been trying for so long...I wondered why I was gaining weight and only eating celery...no, this can't be right..but..oh my..could it be?...our very own..doctor? are you serious????....}

A mere FOUR (and a bit) months later (FEBRUARY 7th, 1973.)

Jason John Beaumont entered this world.

It has never been the same since.

Happy Birthday (albeit a day late) big brother. I love you much.