Tuesday, July 6, 2010
The Princess Has Arrived
She immediately called my afather at work and told him to come home. Many more calls were made to family, friends and neighbors...telling them of the blessed event. But, horrors!, they weren't ready! The crib wasn't put together...having been taken apart once my asister grew out of it...no clothes, no diapers..no bottles..nothing..not even a name.
Once my father arrived home, the neighbors took off and started shopping...for the clothes, the diapers, the bottles..the name would have to come later.
The trio, mother..father..and four year old sister, set off for the agency...only to find out that the wee one wouldn't make her appearance for another hour or so. They had lunch..and went back to sit in the waiting room. Minutes dragged by until finally, the baby was brought in and taken away.
Arriving at the family's home, it was clear that a crowd had gathered to gawk at the newest resident on the street. A sign was posted outside the house..only making it that much more evident that the child didn't have a name. It was, in fact, the same sign that had greeted the first child to the house four years earlier...but now, instead of it saying, "Welcome Home Baby W #1"..it said, "Welcome Home Baby W #2".
An impromptu baby shower was then thrown in the living room. The shopping trip that the neighbors had embarked on hours earlier was now coming to fruition. The men folk began putting the crib together while the women oohed and ahhed over the child.
The child that for the first two weeks of her life was known as Princess....because she still didn't have a name.