What can I say? I remember distinctly being checked into Beth Israel Hospital (Manhattan) on Labor Day (no pun intended) for a scheduled c-section the next day. A 2 y.o. Josh in a yellow raincoat and Abe accompanied me and then left. I'd never been a night away from Josh before and was tearful. I read THE GOOD MOTHER from cover to cover, didn't sleep a wink and was up and ready for Dr. Berk at 6 a.m. Abe arrived. A resident performed the surgery being instructed by Dr. Berk. I liked her. When Dr. Berk announced "you have a daughter" my first thoughts were, "this is for my grandma Bess," and though she'd left us a number of years before, we were able to reclaim her loveliness by naming our very lovely daughter "Elizabeth." Happy Birthday Liz.
Thanks Mamma. And thanks for the e-card too. See you soon!
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