Mondays child is fair of face,
Tuesdays child is full of grace,
Wednesdays child is full of woe,
Thursdays child has far to go,
Fridays child is loving and giving,
Saturdays child works hard for his living,
And the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.
It is 8:30 a.m. here at my desk, it is 2:30 p.m. in Belgium and Jane is in labour. Looks like (little?...that bump looks enormous to me) Zoë will be born today. At least, her mother thinks she will be. Jane had her last appointment this morning and was told that probably around 5 or 6 p.m. tonight, Belgian time (obviously) the baby will be here, subtract six hours to that for our time. That makes it January 5th. A good strong date. FIVE. 5...then again, close enough, if it happens to be 6 that's good too. Oh I'm a blithering "waiter". The reason we have not been able to get in touch is that the computer is packed for the delivery clinic. Jane is at the point of walking it off now....remember???? Think I'll review my Lamaze breathing for now...and finish the packing. We're off tomorrow. Great timing.