Brynn's Baptism and gas passing

Brynn receiving holy oil on her forehead.

The pouring of holy water over Brynn near the baptismal font.


This past Sunday we had Brynn baptized. I thought it was kind of neat that we had her baptized on her 3 month birthday because that is the same exact day my parents had me baptized when I was a baby as well. She also wore the same gown that my parent's had me baptized in. It was still in great shape and the bit of nostalgia for my parents was nice. The day began Sunday morning by meeting my family and favorite aunt and uncle along with my husband's parents and one set of his aunts and uncles at our church. Our closest friends M and her husband were going to be Brynn's godparents. I've mentioned it before but this day held extra special meaning for me to have these good friends be Brynn's godparents. When I first discovered I had a unicoruate uterus and had several failed IUIs, these same friends offered the most special gift of all. My friend M offered to carry our child for us if we were ever unable to ourselves. Talk about the most special gift a person can give to a friend. She offered to give us the gift of a child. My friend M was my best friend from college and she ended up marrying my husband's best friend as well. Sometimes in life you come across people who are closer to you than even your family, and we've been blessed to stumble upon these amazing people in such this way. Although we don't ever get to spend as much time with them as any of us would like due to everyone's crazy schedules....I consider her kids to be like our own as well. They're a great set of little ones and it's just a testimate to what great parent's M and her husband are. It's funny...you know how when you go away on vacation it's nice to get "home" or when you have a bad day you just want to go "home" since it's such a nice familiar and comforting feeling? Well whenever I would have a bad day while we were trying to conceive, or I would have a failed cycle of our clomid or IUIs over the three years it took us to have Brynn...I could always talk to my friend M. Talking to her always felt like "home" as strange as that sounds. Have any of you ever felt that way?

After we arrived at church and the ceremony was underway, we were last to go up to the baptismal font. There was also four other little ones being baptized that same day. When the priest poured the holy water over Brynn and my husband held her up afterwards, I suddenly heard a little "ppppttttttt." Yup my little daughter had passed gas in the silence of the church walls! Seems like my little girl wanted to be a gas passer just like her CRNA gas passing mommy, LOL! The priest kind of giggled. I've never been prouder of my little girl. What more could a gas passer want than for her little one to pass some of her own, hehe!

After the ceremony we went to a local Italian restaurant with everyone to eat. Then we chowed down on some cake from a local bakery and it was the perfect ending to a nice day. During that time I remembered my own godmother a few times who passed away when I was a teenager due to cancer. As I mentioned in the past, when she was in the later stages of her cancer she had writen me a letter and given it to my mom for me to open one day when I was pregnant with my own child. My godmother had writen in the note that she would always be looking down on us and couldn't wait to see the day when I had my own child. My godmother had been my mother's best friend. I was so happy to have my own great friend be the godmother to my own daughter. Sometimes things come full circle...and this was just one of those days.