Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go.
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for a living,
But the child born on the Sabbath Day,
Is fair and wise and good and gay.
OR So They SAY..
Thus far I have to say Sleeping Beauty does not seem to be working too hard, unless of course being adorable and completely adored is hard work, (She certainly makes it look effortless.) So as you may have guessed, she did finally make her way into the world, although not without a little coaxing on our part, and the delightful induction that was a miracle of modern medicine. After what can only be described as a Spa Day (with what the Mr. will tell you was the worst 25 minutes of my life as an intermission) the little miss arrived sporting the craziest 'do you ever saw!! This moment followed of course the Delivering doctor exclaiming, "It's a boy!" as a joke. I'm telling you the atmosphere in that delivery room was more like a ladies lunch than anything else (of course after the epidural was established.)
So after much reflection and prayers of thanks for yet another fantastic blessing heaped upon us by our Father in Heaven, we have it seems discovered what Sleeping Beauty was trying to teach us. Aside from a lesson in patience, (Which while probably needed was not very well received, see Mimi and Papa for more details, also see, Mr. also see Delivery Doctor, also see anyone who was within 25 feet of me the last month of pregnancy) we seem to have stumbled upon a little lesson in savoring.
I will be the first to say I may have over-scheduled us, signed us up for a few too many resposibilities and pretty much pushed our family at a breakneck pace... but Sleeping Beauty (and the sciactic relapse that followed her delivery) have caused us to slow down a little, and to try at least to focus on this special time. This is afterall the last one. I was thinking today as she nestled into me after a marathon nurse and let out a huge burp (seriously we don't get "delicate" around here in the ladies). This is the last time, to snuggle a sugar lump of our own, the last time to watch our older children grow in love and fondness for their new sibling, Saturday's Child it seems has her work cut out for her slowing down this family, but already she seems quite good at it, and I thought she was just lazy!!
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I am a Tuesday if you can believe it, Miss H and Cubby Sunday, Little Daddy Monday and The Mr. a Wednesday.. my apologies in advance to all the Thursday's....