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Of hope and angels…

When my dad died one of the first songs that resonated with me was Angel by Sarah McLachlan.  It brought tears to my eyes instantly.  Over the years, whenever I hear that song, I smile, sometimes I get teary but I smile.  It has meaning for me.

Today on the way to my moms place, a week since my brother has been gone, they played this beautiful song on the radio, a song I havent heard in ages.

I sobbed, I almost had to pull over I was crying so hard.  It wasnt finished by the time I pulled into her driveway so I sat and I listened and when it was over I felt at peace, still sad, still confused, still a little bit angry but mostly at peace.  I truly believe that my brother is with my dad.  That they are happy.

Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There’s always one reason
To feel not good enough
And it’s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I’ll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There’s vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
It don’t make no difference
Escaping one last time
It’s easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here

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Old Wives Tales

A few days ago I mentioned that Angel is running a competition on her blog.

Here is my contribution…

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There are a few old wives tales I came across in my pregnancy with Aaron, the following two always stuck with me because in my case they turned out to be (mostly) true.

Heartburn means the baby has a lot of hair.

I had heartburn so badly I had to be medicated in my last trimester.  The one day I didnt take the stuff I wanted to die the heartburn was so bad.  I did a Google search on “heartburn in pregnancy” and amongst the medical pages were a few pages telling me that my child will have lots and lots of hair.

According to our doctor you could actually see the hair on the ultrasounds.

When Aaron was born he didn’t have masses of hair but he wasn’t bald, so maybe, just maybe this old wives take is true.  Then again I know a lot of pregnant women who had hectic heartburn and had beautiful bald babies.

If the Linea Nigra* extends above the belly button then the baby is a boy.

I developed a little dark line very early on in my pregnancy, it reached to just below my belly button.  By the time we were 16 weeks along the line had stretched up above my belly button and ended just below my sternum.

According to the Old Wives I was having a boy.  For me they got it right.

* Another Old Wives Tale or Myth concerning the Linea Nigra is that the line itself serves as a ‘runway’ for baby.

Basically they say that once the baby is born it will be able to ‘crawl’ up its mother, following the line until it reaches the breasts.  This is also supposedly why the nipples are enlarged and the aureoles are darker, to make it easier for baby to find them.  This is all apparently a remnent of our time spent living in caves  and discovering fire.

Im not too sure how much of this is fact but I cant really see a new born managing to move all that way.  Maybe I’m wrong.  If anyone know more about it please let us know.