Baby naming

We had a baby naming ceremony and a small reception following for our youngest granddaughter  at our place of worship. This took place early last Saturday morning.  There are no rules, but typically a baby naming for a girl is done when the baby is a couple of weeks old. Well our baby is 8 months old. The Rabbi looked at the baby and said that she was the biggest newborn he had ever seen.

Time just got away from us and it was difficult to find a day that would enable our entire immediate family to attend. Finally a convenient date was arranged for all. But alas, things don’t often go as planned. My daughter in law’s family reside in Montreal. The plan was that her parents and siblings would take the train from Montreal to Toronto, the evening before the event. Friday night my son received a text message from his in-laws stating  that they were on the train but the train was not going anywhere.  Apparently a freight train was stuck on the tracks just a short distance out of Montreal and their train could not get by. They sat on the train for three agonizing hours. Finally the train turned around and took them back to Montreal. They were devastated not to be able to attend. We were sorry that they had to miss their grand child’s naming but we were relieved  that they were safe. There have been some serious rail disasters lately.

That is not all . Our daughter and son in law who live at the cottage were under the weather and did not come into the city, and our 18 month old grandson contracted some sort of stomach bug the night before and stayed home with his mother. My son and daughter in law arrived a little late with the baby and their two and a half year old. I am not the calmest person { my offspring will attest to that} and I was a little antsy.

However despite the setbacks the morning went well except for a couple of minor skirmishes over seating at the reception. We are so thankful to have had my husbands 90 something aunt in attendance. She lives in a retirement home and practically runs the place.


About epsnider

E.P SNIDER is the pen name that I used to publish "WHY ME- a memoir". I used a pen name so as not to embarrass my spouse, my offspring, their offspring, my grand dogs and my friends. A dream came true when I had my first book published at the age of sixty-nine. "WHY ME? "is a collection of memoirs recounted from various stages of my life and the lives of those that I love or like at least some of the time. Most of the incidences are humorous-some are not. I am a senior but I feel more like a junior except for the aches and pains. When I look in the mirror I often see my mother or some other aging lady with wrinkles and sun spots. The amount and depth of wrinkling depends on which mirror I am looking into, the degree of lighting and how well my skin absorbed the moisturizing cream that day. Although I am mature in years, maturity is definitely not one of my virtues. If something strikes me as funny I get the giggles. Most of my family and many of our friends have a rather warped sense of humour-so I giggle a lot. Laughter plays an important role in our lives. My friends were a significant inspiration for me to begin my writing career. For the past number of years hubby and I have been spending part of the winter season in Florida to escape the sometimes bitter cold climate in Toronto Canada. Every year I send emails to those left behind. To my delight they find my emails to be hysterical and a cure for their winter doldrums. They compare my style of writing to that of the late Erma Bombeck. For those of you not familiar with the author-- she was a beloved American humorist in the 1970's and 1980's. I have loved literature and creative writing from an early age. I spent some of my growing up years in Alberta and won a prize for a best poem commemorating Alberta's bicentennial year. My grade seven teacher was a large and forceful woman, with white hair and course bristly white chin hairs to match. We were all intimidated by her and thus listened intently as she drilled us about parsing sentences and adverbs and adjectives. She provided me with a good basis of the English language. In addition to "Why Me" I have had a short essay published in a book of assorted memoirs by Canadian woman. I currently write for our Toronto Condominium newspaper. I hope to do more writing, although I am not sure if my family can cope with any more of my meltdowns when blocks of written material mysteriously disappear off of my computor. I admit I am computor and electronically challenged, but I will persevere. - - - - - - - - - - - Writing has been a passion of mine through out my life. Ever since I took a step forward and entered into the world of computers, a new world of opened up for me. I found myself engrossed in writing emails with lengthy updates about my life's recent highlights. To my delight, people found me...funny! I then offered to write for my condo newsletter, and I recently had a short memoir published. For the last several years I became glued to my computer, transferring my hand-written life adventure notes to an actual story of my life's defining moments. Finally, at the age of 69, I was done... I wrote a book! AND it's actually published. People are reading it. People are enjoying it. I am thrilled! Plus, it's one of the greatest gifts I could ever give my family. Talk about a dream come true. My advice to you: Think positive, keep your eye on the prize, and you too can enjoy as your dreams and desires come to fruition.
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2 Responses to Baby naming

  1. Lovely story, too bad about the mishaps. I love that your husband’s aunt practically runs the retirement home. That made me smile. She sounds like my kind of person. 🙂


  2. epsnider says:

    She is my kind of person also. She performs in a drama and choir group and makes jewellery. She is a real matriarch- 4 children, numerous grand children and great grand children and she still finds the time to keep in touch with her nieces and nephews.


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