Dog Days of Summer, Extended..

My two boys were born in the Dog Days of Summer. Hot August birthdays, three years between. Thomas Ward Baron, August 26th, 1981, will not physically be with us for his 30th birthday, but we will celebrate his precious day!!!!! William Hartley Baron, August 21st, 1984, just turned 27 and we are "all caked out!" Webster defines the time between early July and early September as 'DOG DAYS" of summer. I define them as when my baby boys were born and my feet were the size of watermelons. Forever etched in my mind as the end of time(thought I was dying) and the beginning of life. I wanted those babies out of me, even if I had to reach long and far up "there" to yank them out. They were fully cooked, and I was done being the oven. Little, very little, did I know that my departure gate would not open. Two c-section babies coming right up.
My recovery plodded along like a sloth, but I was cruising on mommy la-la land brain cells, so it was all good. Both of these Bebe's never cried, because I could not put them down. I wanted to absorb their very breath!! My face lay buried in the nape of their neck, sucking up baby smell, praying it would last. We rocked to China and back, a millions times over.
My boys, and those sultry summer days, so MANY years ago, and so crystal clear.
It seems the not sleeping for thirty years has been blocked out of my memory!!!
Happy Birthday Ward and Hart, my boys of summer.

Photo of Hart, Ward and brother Brian