Dear Jerry, 4 years ago, you popped into our lives on this very day. I still remember how big I was, like a big fat whale at 41 weeks, and 0 dilation. I barely could walk from the pain in the pelvic region, with you pressing down on my bone and I toss & turned in bed everyday till the day the doctor said he needs you to come out, pronto. That very night, I was admitted into the hospital, and still bothered to blog about it real time. It was probably the last time I ever blogged about something in real time.  I so desperately wanted to deliver you…