My mother always said that Steven didn't want to come into this world. During childbirth he was going up instead of coming down. The doctor had to put a saddle on her, he was under her rib cage. I believe he was making his mark on her heart, finding his own place there. Being the middle child of eight you need to have your own place. He didn't want to leave his mommy and he never really did. Everyday he would call, sometimes several times a day. My mother will never be the same, the day he left us he took a big piece of her heart with him.