Tupelo Honey

So this took me almost nine weeks to write. Forgive me, mommy-blogging by-laws of personal birth announcements. Excuse my language, but it’s been a bit of a shit storm around here, literally. That’s another story for another day. 

Her name is Josie. Josie Rae.

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I thought I was having a boy. We didn’t know the gender until 8:08 AM on May 22nd, 2013. Almost exactly one week past what the doctors attempted to predict as the day she would enter the world. She was pink. 7 lbs and 20 inches even. Her cry filled the room. She came out sucking her fingers, just ready to latch on for dear life. I think I physically lost my breath. I wish I could remember.

Doesn’t that just give you goose bumps? The day she entered the world. It does me, but I’m her mama, so maybe that’s why. I heard her first cry. I smelled her head, fresh from the angels. And I saw her daddy’s first tear of real pride when he laid eyes on her. This is all real life stuff. The baby blankets I had packed, the freshly laundered in Dreft baby hats (one for a boy, one for a girl), the new maternity gown I had packed … none of it mattered. Life stood still in those precious raw moments when she entered the world. We will never be the same. Thank God we will never be the same. 

It took us almost the whole day to name her. Josie because it fell into place. Rae because it’s Grandpa Richard’s middle name.

A couple of weeks before she arrived I was in the shower doing my nightly swaying and closing my eyes and singing music to the baby. The mystery baby at the time. Oh how I loved not knowing who or what gender was in there. What an indulgent gift.

My music friend, my friend who can make a “mixed tape” for any occasion, had made me a “birth CD” per my request. She surprised me with some Van. You really can’t ever go wrong with Mr. Morrison. “Tupelo Honey” came on and it made me stop and cry. I sort of knew at the moment it was a girl. Maybe I did, but I don’t know.

When I turned around (yes, turned around…someday soon I will actually tell the birth story – it’s my favorite) to see she was a girl, it was like I always had known her. Van was right…the best way to describe this angel in all her soft skin, crooked smiles and gentle coos is like honey from the bee.

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Blessed is not a big enough word, but it’s close.

Shes as sweet as tupelo honey 
Shes an angel of the first degree 
Shes as sweet as tupelo honey 
Just like the honey, baby, from the bee 
Shes my baby, you know shes alright….. 

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