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Today, at 10:30 am, my son turned 17.  I still remember the day he was born like it was yesterday.  We were at a family birthday party when my water broke.  He was a few days early, and being our first child, we were a little unprepared.  My husband had to make the 30 minute drive home to get my bag (which wasn't packed, I was procrastinating) before we could head to the hospital.

After an agonizing night of pitocin assisted labor and a last minute decision to perform a c-section, we were rewarded with this little guy. 

Hours after he was born.


Just before we were discharged (a rare picture of me).


With daddy on his first birthday.  He has a bigger car now.


The time has gone so fast.  Here's my little guy today, with his girlfriend.


 Happy Birthday, seventeen year old!   

Willoughby

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thrasherswife said…
Happy Birthday to your handsome son... but oh, with a son who is almost 12 girlfriends and 17 SCARES me!!
February 21, 2010 at 8:50 PM
Kathy said…
Happy Birthday to your boy! He is so handsome and it was nice to catch a glimpse of you. I bet you still look the same!

We have an award for you.
February 21, 2010 at 9:41 PM
tattytiara said…
You have a beautiful son. I'm sure saying hello to your child for the first time is a memory that never fades.
February 21, 2010 at 11:00 PM
elvira pajarola said…
Cara Willoughby.....Your very handsome YOUNG MEN looks not only very cute...he looks very sympatic also.......COMPLIMENTS!!!!!!!!!
...oh...and let him know I do love his pretty girl friend too.....!!!

I do understand you very well...time passes so fast and we see our children growing soooo quickly....that's why we have to enjoy every day with them and be very grateful for it....!!!!!

have a wonderful and happy BIRTHDAY with your son and your family....!
Un abbraccio elvira
February 21, 2010 at 11:56 PM
Purple Flowers said…
Thanks for sharing your son's birth day, and now seventeen years later, a different kind of birthday. I bet that went fast for you and your husband.
February 22, 2010 at 3:33 AM
Heidi said…
What a handsome son :) Happy Birthday to him! Thanks for sharing the pictures.
February 22, 2010 at 4:32 AM
Unknown said…
A handsome young man for sure. And Kayla is such a pretty girl! I hope his birthday is filled with much joy, laughter and love! God bless!
February 22, 2010 at 5:24 AM
Chicago Mom said…
Happy birthday to your handsome son! What great pictures, thanks for sharing. Is that Bashful Toast? She is just beautiful! What a gorgeous couple.
February 22, 2010 at 9:23 AM
ballast photography said…
It's bittersweet, isn't it, watching them grow? I've been feeling that so much lately. Hope your son's birthday is a happy one!
February 22, 2010 at 6:08 PM
Kimberly said…
OMG!

That is too adorable. I remember 17. (I think)

Happy birthday!!!
February 23, 2010 at 1:37 AM
Tattoos and Teething Rings said…
I know I'm late, but HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
February 23, 2010 at 9:08 AM
Joanna Jenkins said…
HAPPY BELATED 17th BIRTHDAY!!!!! Enjoy every minute of it!!!

And congrats to you Willoughby for raising such a fine young man :-)

We're off for a long weekend vacation in search of sunshine. I'll catch up with you again next week.

Take care!
jj
February 23, 2010 at 12:05 PM
Holly Lefevre said…
Sweet...Happy Birthday, Makes me think how quickly my own son is growing.
February 23, 2010 at 12:47 PM
Tracie said…
Happy (belated) Birthday to your handsome son!
February 23, 2010 at 1:42 PM
My Farmhouse Kitchen said…
what a handsome boy you have

happy (belated) birthday...

kary
February 26, 2010 at 1:47 PM
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