Susan Senator

Eighteen years ago today Nat’s life began. Ned and I had been trying for a little while to get me pregnant. We went out to a Thai Restaurant for Valentine’s Day dinner. Just the two of us! Imagine that! What babies we were! 27 years old, earnest little people dreaming about their first baby. I was so clueless I thought I’d have a girl. Ha! As if.

I don’t remember the Thai food although I’m sure I had Pad Thai because back then I was a Noodle Eater. I do remember the romance that followed. And the thing I remember the most was that at the best moment, I closed my eyes and I saw, in my mind, swirling black concentric circles with a burst of black in the middle. I knew — or I felt, or hoped — at that moment that I had conceived.

And of course Nat’s due date was November 14, but he has always had a rhythm of his own and he did not show us his beautiful self until November 15!