TWO MINUTES TO MIDNIGHT

Andrew George was born on October 19, 2001….shortly after 9/11.  I remember being in the hospital and watching the news…..and the memorial services for all of the people who died that day and about the people they were still searching for.   What a sad time…to say the least… for all Americans.

 For whatever reason…..the song below by Five For Fighting called “Superman” still sings in my head today about 9/11.  I guess the song came out around the same time….and it just was a good description for me about how all of the men and women who died that day…the people who were part of the search and rescue and all of the families that suffered because of their loss….they are all heroes to me…..and everytime-to this day-that I hear the song…I am reminded about that day.

Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I’ll never see

It may sound absurd…but don’t be naive
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed…but won’t you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
It’s not easy to be me

Up, up and away…away from me
It’s all right…you can all sleep sound tonight
I’m not crazy…or anything…

I can’t stand to fly
I’m not that naive
Men weren’t meant to ride
With clouds between their knees

I’m only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
Inside of me
Inside me
Yeah, inside me
Inside of me

I’m only a man
In a funny red sheet
I’m only a man
Looking for a dream

I’m only a man
In a funny red sheet
And it’s not easy, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm…

Its not easy to be me

I should also say that I am thankful to my sister-in-law, Kerry….who was on the phone with me the night Andrew was born.  She was trying to convince me to call the doctor…thinking I was in labor.  I thought it was just those silly Braxton Hicks contractions.  Zach was born four and a half years prior…..so I remember what real pain was like….never thinking I was actually in labor.  Well thank God I did call the doctor….because I got to the hospital around 11:10PM…..still not believing that I was in labor…..and he was born two minutes to midnight….11:58PM.

My Andrew George is probably the most adorable and beautiful child that God made…..he really is just perfect.  Andrew loves to play baseball…..and wants to at least try every sport that he possibly can.  Despite the four and a half-year age difference…..Andrew and Zach are very close and bonded as brothers.  Andrew has a sensitive heart……and that makes him even more delicious.

When Andrew was around two years old he loved bulldozers.  He liked to watch them work….wanted to ride on one…and repeatedly would watch a movie called: “There goes a bulldozer“.  He had a small ride-on bulldozer and would sit on it…in the kitchen…while watching “There goes a bulldozer” on television.  When we were driving in the car….he would look for bulldozers….and comment: “it’s working”…..or “it’s not working”.  One day my brother-in-law Dan took him to his work site….and he was able to ride on a bulldozer…..Andrew was truly in his glory.

We would joke around and say that Andrew was like a bulldozer….he came into this world like a bulldozer…..in less than an hour….two minutes to midnight.

Drew-isms:

October 2005-When in Disney World Andrew’s action figure broke.  The maintenance man fixed it…..Andrew was so excited…he asked him:  “Are you Jesus?”

May 8th, 2011 (Mother’s Day)- “In war, do they get bathroom breaks?”

 

 

 

My Andrew is so sweet….being a mama is the most wonderful thing in the world…just wish the worry would go away…but as my Grandma said: You worry from the womb to the tomb. How true that is Grandma……

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3 Responses to TWO MINUTES TO MIDNIGHT

  1. Kim says:

    Aww. Thank you Mom.

  2. Grandma says:

    Andrew you tickle my heart. Love you Drew.

  3. Kelly Reese says:

    He is adorable!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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