My granddaughter is much too comfortable with her mommy, and has decided to not arrive just yet. We are at the hospital, waiting and watching for forward progress. Little T is tired and hungry, Big T here is tired and achy, and Baby T is just as cozy as she can be!
Keep us in your prayers, think good thoughts, let's have this baby on Tuesday, today, so that she will be "full of grace" instead of "full of woe", as the old rhyme goes. Don't remember that? Here it is...
Monday's child is fair of face
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday 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 that's born on the Sabbath day
is fair and wise, and good and gay.
I'm a Friday's child, and my daughter is, too. We don't want to wait until Friday of this week, so....