Fifteen years ago, I gave birth to a baby boy. 7 pounds 15 ounces, 21 inches long, if you care about such stuff. He had all the requisite fingers and toes, and we thought he was amazing. Fifteen years later, we still think he's amazing.
I am grateful that he's our son, and I am joyful at the prospect of what the next fifteen years might bring.
Happy birthday, baby boy!