Yesterday was Owen's one week birthday! He's gained back all of his newborn weight. He has a little jaundice so we're doing some sun baths. His eyes look blue/ gray and we're waiting impatiently to see if they'll change.
Amanda weighing Owen with her daughter's helpYesterday, Owen smiled when his big brother was kissing his cheek softly. And today while the airport shuttle was waiting, Owen smiled at Mom just before she handed him back to me. A big broad smile! What a parting gift for Gramma! Mom caught this smile, yesterday, as he was waking up.
Owen, 1 week old"Song for a Fifth Child."
Mother, oh Mother,
come shake out your cloth,
empty the dustpan,
poison the moth,
hang out the washing
and butter the bread,
sew on a button and make up a bed.
Where is the mother whose house
is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery,
blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little
Boy Blue (lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
(pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).
The shopping's not done
and there's nothing for stew
and out in the yard there's a hullabaloo
but I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
Look! Aren't her eyes the most wonderful hue?
(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
The cleaning and scrubbing
will wait till tomorrow,
for children grow up,
as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs.
Dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep'
~Ruth Hulburt Hamilton~
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What a wonderful midwife! You look great btw. I have trouble getting to your site for the past week. I would get to the page, then it would kick me off. HUMPH! I'm catching up tonight b/c it finally let me stay.
ReplyDeleteGlad to see all is great! So glad he is a good sleeper.
Lisa :)
Becca! My mom had the last stanza of this poem on her wall throughout my childhood. I never saw the entire thing though. What a treat and an immediate flashback for me. :) Owen looks sooo much as I remember tiny baby Michael. Very, very precious. :)
ReplyDeleteLisa, so weird that the site keeps kicking you off! She is a wonderful midwife and thanks!
ReplyDeleteRenee, my Mom had the last stanza on her wall as well! It was a handmade embroidered picture. I had never heard the full poem either until recently. I love it! It makes me cry. Tho it doesn't take much to make me cry lately! LOL