...she was a college theatre major. (She did other stuff before that, but this is where I came into her life, so this is where we'll start.) She worked her tail off, as many of us did, in classes and shows, learning her craft and fine-tuning her skills.
...she became an Alabama football fan. Because we are the best. (don't let your dad tell you differently)
...she loved crazy adventures, especially ones which took place late in the evening. She once convinced 12 people to pile into cars and go on what is now known as The Great Tuscaloosa Ghost Hunt of 2000. Naturally, she drove.
...she made people who felt a little out of place smile with a joke, or in my case, a cheesy jingle and a green bean casserole.
...she loved me enough to skip class and eat lunch with me at Alabama Grill, just so I could have some caramel cake. (Because she would NEVER voluntarily skip class. No siree.)
...she followed her dreams and moved to New York. There, she worked for a Broadway theatre, rubbed elbows with stars, played tour guide to many friends and family members and gave me a place to stay my very first night as a New Yorker. She knew the best places to have brunch and which restaurants to go to for maximum celebrity sightings. She also walked really, really fast. Like, REALLY fast.
...she moved back to Alabama and met your dad, a swell guy that all her friends instantly liked.
...she married your dad over what turned out to be one of the most fun weekends ever. She was a calm, collected bride who truly enjoyed every moment of her special day, especially the part where she and I giggled through the entire ceremony.
...she dreamed of you.
...she endured countless medical procedures, pills, shots and other rough times to make you her reality.
...she called to tell me you were on the way. (I cried.) (So did she.) (We do that a lot.)
...she planned every detail from your nursery to your crib, your wardrobe to your name, keeping the latter a special secret between your dad and her, only to be revealed to the rest of us when you made your grand debut. (totally worth the wait)
Before she was your mom, she was my best friend (still is). I probably know her better than almost anyone, except your daddy, and I can already tell you that YOU are her greatest dream come true. Your eyes are brighter than all the big city lights combined, you're better company that any celebrity, your tiny cries are the perfect music to her ears (even better than show tunes!), and she's now got the best job she's ever had--being your mom.
Welcome to the world, sweet boy. There is so much love here for you.
Henry Charles Robert Agan
born December 28, 2009
weighing in at 8 lbs. 2 oz. (which I TOTALLY predicted moments before he was born)
Perfect, beautiful son of Dave and Meredith