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April 5

 


Once upon a time, in another life, I heard the expression that you can't be pregnant a little bit (meaning that a woman is pregnant or is not; not about the stage of pregnancy).

Now I'm thinking, you cannot be librarian a little bit. Well, I'm not a librarian, just a library assistant, but working in a library leaves a certain mark on my behavior - I can't tolerate unanswered questions.

This week's question was, at what time of the day your son was born?


The thing is, April 5 is my youngest son's birthday. I am usually not a person who would post on social media “Oh today is my son/daughter's birthday..Dear baby, you’re so special, I learned so much with/from you, you are the best person in the world”… 


I don’t do that, it’s too personal. 


But yesterday my son’s mother-in-law contacted me and asked what time Eugeniy was born?

I remembered that. 

I did remember that.

I thought I remembered. 

How could I not remember, I have only two sons!

I know for sure both my sons were born in the evening. But I couldn't remember the exact time, can you believe it! 

I replied to Natasha (my son’s mother-in-law) that it’s definitely evening. Both times.

But how could I forget the time? Well, it was so many years ago, but still. What kind of mother am I? 

The question and thoughts didn’t let my mind go. Plus, I work in a library. 

What did I do? I contacted the hospital. 


We have 11 hours difference in time; however, I knew the exact time within 48. Amazing people at the hospital archive, I really appreciate them!

Eugeniy was born on April 5, 1996 at 9:10 p.m.(weight 4560  gr, height 54 cm).   

Do I have any photos of him when he was little (was he ever little)? 

No, I don’t … we were poor, we didn’t have any cameras plus I got divorce, left my apartment,  and flew to America with only one suitcase.. But I do have some photos of him. 























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