His mother is my only child, and he is her only child. She waited until she had a career, was married, and purchased a home before stating her family. I anticipated the birth of his arrival and was ecstatic when I learned she was expecting a child. After all, she was in her late thirties when he was born. It was a mild, warn, sunny Sunday morning when he was born. When the doctor allowed the family to see him for the very first time his little head that was cover with a blanket was peeking through, as he turned his head following the different voices in the room. His eyes were big, round and bright. They lit up bright as a sparkling new shinny penny. For a new born he was alert and was seem to be looking around as he recognized the hospital room. He made the cutest noise, and smiled a lot. But, on January 27, it all changed. Those eyes were not shiny, nor did it have any