I was here…
with my mother-in-law walking around 9 months pregnant with our first child.
Our goal was not shopping, it was to induce labor so our first child would be born on St. Patrick’s Day!
It only made sense for him to be born on St. Patrick’s Day since our last name is O’Connor and the name we had picked out for him was Shaymus (we spelled it differently than it’s Irish form…Seamus…because I didn’t like the way it looked). My due date was actually not until March 22nd, but I was humongous and already starting to dilate.
We walked and we walked and we walked some more until I couldn’t stand the pain in my back any longer…
Unfortunately, the stubborn little stinker wasn’t ready to come into the world so that evening we stayed up late waiting for the moon to rise…it was a full moon and folklore says during the full moon phase more women go into labor than other times.
Looking at the facts shows that this isn't true…but it wouldn’t hurt to try, right!?!
As the clock ticked closer to midnight…our hopes of having a St. Patrick’s Day baby diminished…
Happy St. Patrick’s Day to YOU anyway…LOL!
An Irish Blessing
For each petal on the shamrock.
This brings a wish your way
Good health, good luck, and happiness
For today and every day.
Maith an lá