Another day of getting up, eating brekkie, going to work, growing old.
Only on this day 29 years ago, I was carved out of me mum's tum - premature and jaundice - chilled in an oxygen chamber for a couple of weeks with some of me li'l homies, and then went home with mum and dad with the sole purpose of keeping them up every night with my crying. Or so they tell me. Apparently they became so sleep-deprived that they had to palm me off to Grandma so they could catch up on shut-eye.
Posted by mattymcg at February 21, 2005 06:21 AMhappy birthday!! :) i'm only about a month older than you.. 30 is just around the corner (not to rub it in or anything.. hehe)
Posted by: gleek at February 22, 2005 02:08 AM"...the sole purpose of keeping them up every night with my crying." Has anything really changed? really?
Posted by: Kinki at February 22, 2005 06:02 AMHAPPY BIRTHDAY!! Sorry we're late, as usual, with our greetings. Do you want us to embarrass you with stories of those baby days. Maybe not, it would take too long. Have a wonderful 29th year!!
Posted by: auntie claire at February 24, 2005 05:47 PMI mean, 30th year!!
Posted by: auntie claire at February 24, 2005 05:49 PMno mum, 29th year, you had it right the first time! I'm 30, your son. Matt has always been a year younger, remember? Bloody Auntie Claire!
Posted by: nick at February 24, 2005 09:39 PMI'm afraid your mum is right Nick - because I am 29 this is in fact my 30th year in this world. I know maths never was your strong point mate...
Posted by: mattymcg at February 24, 2005 10:08 PMAny pointers as to Nick's strong points? Those elusive strong points?
Sorry Nick.
Posted by: Hammy at February 28, 2005 03:19 PMGee, I was going to offer my best wishes, but this has turned into some kind of online family feud...
Oh, well, happy belated birthday anyway, Matt!
Posted by: Lachlan Hardy at March 1, 2005 06:33 PM