08 Feb my first #blessingway
Have you heard of a blessingway? It’s a Native American tradition, I believe, of showering a near-birth woman with love and blessings. And apparently treats. Or at least, our American version included that. Last Saturday, some of my dearest friends surprised me with my first blessingway. And a surprise it was! I had even gone to visit Jen at her craft show booth…only to be told that she had had to step away for a short while. Turns out, she had stepped away to my house! I walked into our house to pick up some DVDs to be returned to the library…and never went back out. If you know me more than just a little (or have read the blog enough), you know I love surprises. I get it from my Hutchens’ roots. We can make a surprise out of a trip to McDonalds’. It’s not about the end result; only the anticipation and excitement building up to it (and mostly for the surprise-creator). I’m just not usually the one on the receiving end of the surprise, so this was quite the treat!
Well, these girls loved me in the most perfect way I could have imagined. With food (hello, I’m pregnant!), banner of Scripture and other birth inspirations, labor and post-natal gifts (for me not baby!), thoughtful prayer, and goofiness. Oh. And hashtags. #hashtagsmaketheworldgoround
So in honor of the hilarity, relevance, and apparent necessity of #hashtags, these photos will captioned exclusively with them. Here goes nuthin’.
Well, there you have it. I’m guessing the Native Americans don’t hashtag their blessingways. Consider this an intercultural experience. I’m also guessing that the next time I’ll have cause to blog, it’ll be to announce the birth of our precious (redheaded?!) child! (Okay, so we’re still officially 10 days out, but one can hope, right?!)