An Ol’ Broad’s Ramblings
On This Day In History…..
……I was in a WHOLE lot of pain! As a matter of fact, I had already been in a WHOLE lot of pain for the past 2 days…this made it day 3. Needless to say, I was NOT a happy camper. Then around 5:30 in the evening, things got a REAL bad. But, within about an hour, I stopped screeching at the top of my lungs. There are just so many drugs they can give ya, y’know. After 3 days of labor, 27 hours of REAL HARD LABOR, this yucky little thing popped into the world. Thank goodness she cleaned up fairly well.
When I was 12, I had decided that the one, and only kid I’d have would be a girl, and she’d be named after my dad and my sister. So, there she was, 7 pounds, 2 ounces, 21 inches long, platinum fuzz on her head, and blue eyed…..Baby Brat! And surprisingly, I let her live through her teenage years. Go figure!
If ya wanna know how old she is…..count the candles! Heh.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRAT!
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Happy Birthday Brat!! I’m surprised you both let each other live!!
Well that explains everything. She has been running late since BEFORE birth! Thanks for clearing that one up for me. Now I can check that unexplained mystery off my list of things I must figure out before I die!
Gee thanks mom.. i feel the love… lol
@ick… get used to it bub,, it ain’t ever gonna change
Hell of a New Year’s present, Kate. And, to think, all you get this year is more taxes.
Happy birthday, Brat!
Argh! My eyes!
Im blind from trying to count all the candles! The glare! Make it stop!
Quick! Get an extinguisher, or Al Gore to blow it out!
ROFLMAO