My Scott

today is a very special day. twenty-six years ago today, my son was born. some of you may know that my son is a firefighter/emt....something he has wanted to do since he was able to talk. but for today, a little background. i hadn't had the same warning signs with him that i had before melissa was born, so i had no clue TODAY was THE DAY. the day scott was born there was a house fire near where we lived. the scanner was on, i could hear the "chatter" and i could hear the sirens....as could scott, apparently. at 5:15 a.m. the first pain hit....and from then on it was katie bar the door. looking back, i think my boy wanted to get here in time to "ride the call" as they say. at 7:30 a.m. we left for the hospital...and at 9:55 a.m. he came into this world. i didn't know all the rest of the details till later, as things happened so quickly, but the cord was wrapped around his neck....it was very short and wrapped pretty snugly...so snugly, in fact, that the doctor couldn't slide it over his head to untangle him, and he needed to do something...quickly. at about that time, an amazing thing happened...those of you who have cut the cord know it is tough, like leather, and very thick....but at that very moment, the cord that connected me to my son, the cord that was wrapped so very snugly around his neck and wouldn't budge, miraculously snapped right in two. that part i do remember...vividly. the doctor later told me he had, in hundreds and hundreds of deliveries, never seen anything like it...nor has he since. so to my boy, who decided quite appropriately to begin his journey into this world during a fire call, whose very life itself is a miracle...to you, my scott, i wish you all the happiness that can be found in this world. i am so proud of you. your life is meant to be special...you are here for a specific purpose, part of a wonderful plan. i love you...always and forever. happy, happy birthday.