I’ve once heard that some of the earliest indications of what your child was born to do will become apparent as their personalities really start to come through and shine.
If that’s the case, and one of her evening rituals is any indication, WoyGirl could very well be a coroner.
We’re not quite sure what catastrophe happens that wipes out most of the inhabitants of Sesame Street every night. You can be sure that she acts fast, taking cloth napkins and covering them all up to shield passers-by from witnessing the horrific scene.
It could be the occasional, potent odor of a dirty diaper that creates a toxic cloud that wipes them all out. Or, maybe, it’s the repeated tossing and throwing off WoyGirl’s couch when she wants to sit down with her snack. Head trauma can be a real bitch.
Such a tragedy.
And, sadly, even neighboring baby dolls weren’t safe.
We actually just hope that she’s putting them all to bed.
But, then again, we hear that morticians make pretty good scratch.
2008, while had some very painful moments for the Woy clan, was the source of the greatest joy we could ever ask for. WoyGirl has been and continues to be a blessing for us. I’ve been able to see, catch up, and reconnect with my dearest friends as well as make some great new ones. It certainly was one that was full of new adventures, change, and loss.
I typically don’t make resolutions when a new year comes around. I know many resolve to change some deeply rooted habit or take up something new. I always try to enter the new year with a fresh perspective and things in mind that I’d like to do. Perhaps I don’t formally put them into resolutions so I can be flexible. Or maybe I just don’t want to set myself up for failure.
One thing that is for certain is that there will be some changes. Some of those will surprise you, but rest assured that it is all good in the end.
I welcome 2009 with high hopes – and my wish for you is that you are doing the same.
Perhaps it is a good omen that a sunny day heralded the beginning of July, which also (hopefully) is the month of WoyGirl’s arrival.
It has been a truly amazing last couple of months with Mrs. Woy dealing with all of the ordinary (and extraordinary) issues of a woman’s pregnancy. Baby hiccups. Chewing ice. Having Pelé in your belly. Shots. More shots. Even more shots. None of which are the fun kind. Insatiable desire for McDonald’s fish sandwiches. Actually, it wasn’t that bad. The chewing of ice was and still is pretty intense.
We’ve nearly finished with all the amenities and decorative flourish for the baby’s room. Just a couple finishing paint touches and a window treatment to go. Other than that…
All of the pieces are set. Everything is in readiness. We can’t wait to meet you.
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