January 2, 2007
It was a cold Idaho morning some thirteen years ago. I was sicker than I had ever been in my life. I was fighting off a cold and the flu and was drugged to the gills. All that took a back seat though as Trina was nine months pregnant and was over her due date. When she shook me awake at 3 AM I knew what that meant. I jumped out of bed nearly knocking myself out on the closet door that I had forgotten to close the night before. I found my clothes and quickly dressed before helping Trina get her things for a trip to the hospital. The roads were icy and slick and very dangerous. I was careful but felt on the edge trying to get Trina to the hospital. We arrived and were admitted to wait for the birth of our daughter. Whitney Leigh Summers was born shortly thereafter and became the second baby born in Idaho Falls for 1994. The first baby born each year is showered with gifts from local businesses and vendors. The second baby born each year doesn’t even get the used diapers from the first baby. I’ve never let Whitney forget that fact and remind her of it each year on her birthday. This year was a special milestone for Whitney, she is now officially a teenager.