My son's birthday. He is fifteen now. Today is my son's birthday. Fifteen years ago I became a mother. It was a great event for me. I had a very hard pregnancy, four or five times stayed at the hospital. Next Monday I was going to go maternity house. But he decided he was ready on Saturday night when I was sleeping. We was in Moscow. And we planed to go to Sergiev Posad (a small town about seventee kilometres from the capital). We got a taxi and went. My hasband joked if our son would born in the car we called him Mersedes becouse we went by Mersedes. I had a great back ache and thoght I had never gave birth any more. I was young and so silly! But this process had a happy end. My son was born at 9-20 a.m on Sunday. Not in the car but at maternity house. I was happy when it had happened and I am happy today. Thank you, my dear boy!