High-Five

In the 38 years I have been living, I don’t normally high-five my Mom. However, now that she is my full-time caregiver and we have been sheltered in place together since March 2020, we pray, listen to music, laugh, and talk about a lot of things every single day as she is assisting me to get ready for the day.

We laughed a lot today after we prayed and before we listened to music and it reminded me of our conversation from a couple weeks ago. I have heard this story numerous times but I really like to hear it. My Mom will tell the story and it always makes me laugh because this was back in March of 1982. My birthday. My Mom went into labor with me and she and my Dad were in the hospital room. She has told me that the intake nurse was gathering her information about how many children my Mom had. She asked my Mom my oldest brother’s name and his father. My Mom told her and then she asked my second oldest brother’s name and his father. My Mom listed all four of my brothers and my Dad is also their Dad.

The intake nurse was in disbelief and she called three or four other floor nurses to hear what my Mom had just said and asked her again. They all could not believe it and this was back in 1982.

A couple weeks ago, she was telling me that story again and I told her that in 1982, it was common place to have just one, “Baby daddy.” After she was finished telling the story and we talked about it. I told her that I had just one, “Baby daddy” because I only have one child.

Uncharacteristically, she told me that she also has just one “Baby daddy.” I began to laugh and put my hand up not really thinking that she would high-five me but she high-fived me. We both laughed a lot.

I remember when this song came out so many years ago and I think it’s kind of funny still: