Alexandria P. is my youngest. She is 8 years old today. I talked to her on the phone this morning, she proudly told me she is now all grown up. "Gee, really? I asked her, all grown up to do what?" She just about crowed into the phone, get married. I hope she loses that thought for at least another 2 decades.

Now many may find it hard to believe, but that child is worse attitude wise then I am. I acquired my attitude over the years, she was born with hers. Alex's attitude is balenced with sweetness and charm.

I know I am doing what every mother does on a childs birthday and think back to the day I gave birth to her. It was a rough birth, she went into fetal distress and the acid levels in her heart and lungs was sky high, she was on oxygen for days after she was born and in a glass incubator. I had her by emergency C-section, so I didn't get to hold her for the first 8 hours. But all has turned out well and I cannot believe she is 8 already, or thinking of marriage. One day she asked me very seriously if I minded if she never had a baby? I told her not at all, if she didn't want to that was fine with me. I don't remember thinking of babies and marriage as a child, she baffles me at times.

Happy birthday Alex

Pam