This is my first post in a 15 week series called Record Your Youth, hosted over at Mommy's Piggy Tales. As my kids grow and my grandparents age, I realize that it will someday be important to my kids to have some documentation of my history and background. What better place to assist our fading memories than on our blogs? Today's topic begins at the beginning, with my birth. Here's a few photos of my first year and a little video to go with them.
Naturally that's my dad and mom at the hospital on the day I was born, November 22, 1975. I was long and skinny from the time I was born right up until about puberty.
Here's my mom and my maternal grandmother. I don't think either of them could be any prouder. My Gram was a pretty awesome lady. Dig those 70's fashions.
And then there's me with my dad's father, who I still hang out with every weekend. Except during the summer when he and my grandmother travel to their house in Boston where they grew up. He's a chemical engineer, just like my dad was and just like my husband and I both are. I really like him.
And back when I was born my dad's maternal grandparents were still alive. This photo is Ed and Ellen Farren, holding their first great-grandchild...me. Ellen was my only grandparent not born in the U.S., she came here from Sweden at age 16.
And finally a nice family photo of my parents and I, circa 1976. I got my dad's crazy hair. I also had a massive red birthmark on my forehead that appeared after birth and disappeared sometime in my second year.