A face only a mother can love? I don't think so. I know Dustin is loved by everyone that knows him. It does make me hurt to see his adorable face all beat up like this though. Who would have guessed that I would be the mother of an Ultimate fighter? Not me.
Dad and I leave early Tuesday morning for St. Petersburg for our MPS. I won't be here on Wednesday the 27th to do a birthday blog for Dustin so I'm doing it tonight. We were so excited when we found out that we were going to have our first baby. We didn't care that we had only been married one month when I got pregnant and we anxiously looked forward to the day our baby would arrive. Back then we didn't know if we were going to have a boy or a girl. What a special day August 27, 1972 was for us when our best big boy arrived. Even though it has been 36 years ago I still remember every detail about that day. Dustin wasn't an easy guy to give birth to--the doctor finally had to pretty much yank him out with forceps. His poor nose and face were all swollen like he had been in a fight. (I guess I should have known right off the bat that he was going to end up being a fighter) and the top of his head had a big scratch where the forceps scraped it. But of course he was a beautiful sight to me and Dad and he has been a joy and a huge blessing in our lives ever since. Dustin we are so proud of the good man that you are. You have many noble characteristics and traits. You are a hard worker, kind and caring, disciplined, loving, forgiving, and a sweetheart son, husband, brother, uncle and father. We're so glad you are our firstborn and that you belong to us forever. Happy birthday. We miss you so much and we love you tons.
Special birthday hugs and kisses coming your way
Mom & Dad
p.s. We'll be back from our MPS on Thursday night. We'll have our cell phones if you need us. We love and miss you all. oxoxoxo