And some family photos, which never come out quite as good as I’d like them to.
The archbishop used so much chrism oil this morning, the confirmandi were fairly dripping with it!
Our small parish shares a priest with another nearby, and the Confirmation Mass today was held at our sister church. Therefore, we ran into lots of people who either don’t know us at all or see us only occasionally, and so there was a lot of, “When is the baby due?!” At eight days late, we’re long past worrying about due dates, though. So when will the baby arrive? Some theories:
All of my babies have been born on either Wednesday or Saturday, with the exception of Tommy, who is generally acknowledged to have a special destiny. He was born into the darkest period of our family life, and he was a bond and a bridge between two people who had forgotten how to love each other. He has exhibited his whole life a gentle compassion and empathy for people. I think it’s safe to consider his Thursday birthday a special case. So, Wednesday, April 20 is a good option. Hopefully not Saturday the 23rd, because two weeks is overkill, yes?
Another good option is Tuesday, April 19. I was born on the 19th, as was my mother, and her mother, and her mother, so there is a tradition there. We considered the fact that it may not be a girl, and have decided that there is a possibility that gender is not a concern, even though this birthday phenomenon has occurred along the female line thus far. But! My mother had only one sister, and her mother, if I recall, was one of three girls. I’m not sure about my great-grandmother, but it appears that there may not have been any boys in these families, so the fact that it has generally passed along from mother to daughter may be irrelevant. Therefore, we consider that, boy or girl, the 19th would be a good day. Also, I have been ten days late three times, but never later, so that’s another boon for Tuesday.
Then again, we’re talking about a baby here, and they are generally unpredictable little creatures, so none of our theories or guesses matter in the slightest. We’ll just have to keep watching and waiting, and whatever will be will be.