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Twenty Two Years Ago… plus a few more days to come

Flowers shelley

 

 

Twenty two years ago I was pregnant. I knew I was having a boy, and Chelsea who was two and a half years old named her baby-brother-to-be Sacha.

From the moment I was pregnant I knew. Literally the next morning I knew.

Of course I was happy.

Very happy.

Sacha will be 22 years old, that Boy-Boy is now a man? It is hard to see him and not think of him as a baby in my arms. I suupose that is how most mothers feel about their children: That they remain children.

 

 

Baby's hand with flower
 

 

This year for Sacha's birthday I am writing him little notes on SNAPCHAT, plus sending him pictures of his childhood through the same app.

 

 

Flowers judy

 

 

I wrote:

"Twenty two years ago you were growing inside of me, and I was already in love with you."

The incredible thing, that is hard to explain, but I know that it is true, is that the person I felt Sacha was, his personality, his essence, I knew while I was pregnant. He is exactly as I thought him to be.

Either he is magician or well I am a guru of sorts. Neither of that is true, but it is true that I knew Sacha before he was born. Maybe most mothers know their baby before they are born- or at least on some level? Maybe I had time to "feel", or took the time, or had a great imagination that happened to be spot on. Whatever it was is was.

Twenty two years ago I was pregnant and I knew the man he would be. Though I didn't know he would wake up six to eight times a night until he was five years old. Boy am I glad I didn't know that!!! 

Sleepless nights I do not miss.

 

 

Flowers and thread
 

Since we cannot be with Sacha this year to celebrate his birthday I thought it might be sweet to celebrate a countdown to the day.

Darling Boy-lo that he is.

What does he want for his birthday? A gift that matches his DNA of course, a gift that does not surprise me, a gift that his father, uncles, and Grandfather would resonate with a:

"Hell yah!"

 

  Red roses France

 

A motorcycle jacket.

So until then flowers, sweet poetic flowers, gentle none daring flowers.

xxx

 

Have you ever felt you knew someone before you met them?

A motorcycle jacket doesn't mean he has a motorcycle…yet.

 

 

 

 

Comments

11 responses to “Twenty Two Years Ago… plus a few more days to come”

  1. Paula

    That is such a miracle. As always, thank you Corey.

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  2. Debra

    I didn’t feel I knew my son before he was born, but I knew how strong my cravings were. Steak (I don’t really like red meat) & beer (I only had a few sips) & sex (!!!). Needless to say, I do have a manly 16 yo walking around my house that loved to strip clothing off my daughter’s dolls at a young age seemingly not understanding his actions.

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  3. g

    I have never given birth…but I know that feeling of knowing someone without yet knowing them-I pnder the hows for a short time-but then just revel in the miracle of it-as always corey A LOVELY LOVING TRIBUTE TO YOUR SON!

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  4. Tessa~

    lovely post…
    happy, happy birthday Sasha!
    gentle hugs,
    tessa~

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  5. La Contessa

    YET!
    KEY WORD THERE………..HAPPY BIRTHING DAY!!!!!
    And YES they will always be little to us!
    XOXOX

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  6. Brenda L. in TN

    My B’day is in June as well…the 21st..I was born on a Sunday, Fathers Day…So Happy Birthday to Sacha and to all us “June Bugs”…
    I, too, knew I was having a boy when I was pregnant with both my sons…I never picked out a girls name because I KNEW I was having boys both times. It’s really strange how we Moms know this…but somehow we do.

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  7. monika

    When I was pregnant with my daughter, I too just KNEW.
    Pierre and I had been talking about her for years before we got around to having children — from practically our first moments together. She would be stubborn, we nodded together, and very feisty. She would be smart, and challenging, and climb trees, and have long hair that flows behind her as she runs. She will have a heart of gold, and fight for justice, and make us laugh.
    When I was pregnant, I felt she was channeling me to make her room to her liking, surprisingly not mine. She wanted a bright turquoise crib, and flokati rug, and a drum light shade covered with (fake) flowers. I honestly can’t explain it otherwise.
    Two weeks ago, I found her on her bed, sewing the end of her cut off jeans together with great determination. The next morning, she stood before me, long curly waist length hair tied across her forehead with a scarf. A peasant top and bell bottoms, a painted scarf at her waist, and a jean bag (which she had made the night before), on her arm. This weekend, she stripped all my onions of their skins, and tie-dyed a white teeshirt. A total hippy.
    I should add that she is 10.
    It is uncanny — our Tallulah is exactly as we imagined her to be over all those years. Exactly. (the only thing we got wrong was her hair color, which is light brown instead of dark).

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  8. Robin

    I knew there were two – they were twins. I asked the technician and she said I had to wait for the doctor. He confirmed it. There were two, WERE. One was lost before the test, the other shortly after. But, I knew.
    A little later, almost immediately I knew she was a girl and her name was Alexandria. I could feel her. I lost her, too. Maybe someday I will meet her in heaven and she’ll be able to tell me I was right. It touches my heart to know there’s someone else who felt their child’s spirit before the world did.

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  9. Teresa Cesario

    Beautiful posts today Corey! So many Blessings, they overwhelm you I’m sure!! Same with me.

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  10. Linda P.

    Robin, my sister lost her first two children, a boy and a girl, hours after their births. What terrible pain. I feared she would never have a happy life, but she has, a very full and happy life, and I wish that for you, too.

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  11. Linda P.

    Happy birthday to Sacha!

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