my Christmas baby arrived exactly two weeks before Christmas day. that afternoon i was lying in the bed resting after having been up and in labor all night when i heard a little knock at my hospital room door.
"come in..." i said.
the door slowly opened, and in walked mrs. moss.
she walked over to my bedside,
placed a darling little Christmas tree on my nightstand
and kissed my forehead.
"dani, your little sugarplum is just beautiful,"
she said in her gravelly, sophisticated voice.
"oh, you have seen her?"
i asked wide-eyed and proudly grinning ear-to-ear.
she, too, grinned crinkling her nose, "i have."
she continued, "and i don't believe i've ever
seen so much hair on a baby in all my life."
"she has a head-full; that's for sure," i replied.
"she is just a baby-doll!"
"thank you, mrs. moss.
and, thank you for the Christmas tree."
"you are so welcome...
george said you needed something Christmassy
for your room while you are here.
unbeknownst to mrs. moss, john and i had been debating between two names for our baby girl... 'lucy katherine' (mrs. moss' name) or 'katherine elizabeth' (for mrs. moss and my great-aunt to whom i had been very close and had recently lost). i loved both names, and so did john.
i was on the verge of asking mrs. moss if she would mind us naming our baby 'lucy katherine' but missed my opportunity. i had another visitor. when my friend came into my room, mrs. moss politely said she was going to leave so that i could visit with my guest.
mrs. moss took my hand in hers (her hands were always so soft and warm;) gave mine a gentle squeeze, winked, and excused herself saying she really needed to get home before dark... as she didn't like driving after dark anymore.
in the end, john and i decided on the name, 'katherine elizabeth'. it always brought great joy to both mr. and mrs. moss that she was mrs. moss' namesake...
the moss' joy was our pleasure.
(to be continued...)
love and blessings,
ps you will find earlier entries in ascending order on my side bar entitled, "our love story":)