The other morning, I gave my oldest son a big birthday hug and began to reminisce to him: "26 years ago today, I was in a hospital room, screaming my brains out, wanting to kill someone..." I glanced at the clock and realized it was about the time that he was born. My mind started drifting back to that first birthing experience. The horror of it… All of a sudden, my eye started twitching (which happens when I get nervous), and I started feeling queasy... I felt like I was going to throw up! Those trips down memory lane can go south so quickly! I had to snap back to the present and just say, “Happy Birthday!” OMG!