We got up early and forewent another breakfast at the Café--blueberry pancakes at a communal table there is my favorite meal maybe anywhere--to get home and pick up Blake from camp. I wanted another nap before J's blessing ceremony that afternoon.
I did achieve laundry, but that was it.
The ceremony was lovely. She had insisted that she didn't need anything new because she had everything left over from Stick, but she is our dear beloved and Scarf wanted to mark the new arrival--especially since we all have such crushes on Stick.
We made a baby quilt, again, as we have done for all the babies. Mine was not a scene from a children's book but a moon-and-stars scene taken from a greeting card NBM sent lo these many years ago and that I have always found lovely. Several people did yoga-themed squares, including a wonderful book Kal found, a Babar book called Yoga for Elephants. It tells you how to hold your trunk in specific poses. Yoga and elephants both are good for J.
Also we each brought a bead to string together, that probably she won't be able to have with her during the baby's arrival but anyway. And London played a piano piece and Sherry danced a belly dance. I learned only this year that belly dance is usually performed not only by women but for women, during womanly rituals like marriage and birth.
And that was all the energy I had for on Saturday, and besides, the pregnant one and the recently hatched one didn't need me breathing on them too long.