All of our children had been born two or three weeks after their due dates.  I knew that would be the most difficult time of this pregnancy:  the waiting beyond the due date.  Even though this baby was very active, moving constantly, our fears were always present.  We increased our prayerful requests for the Blessed Mother’s intercession until three weeks before the due date when I began early labor and hemorrhaging.  In the delivery room, I was told the baby had turned into breach position, and the birth would be extremely difficult.  It was painful indeed, as our daughter slowly entered the world in a sitting position.

She was whisked away without me seeing her but I heard her crying.  It wasn’t long before a nurse returned to the room.  As my husband stood beside me, the Irish nurse came into the room and presented our ninth child to us.  I could do nothing but stare, speechless, at this little girl who looked very different than all our other children.  I saw the ringlets of her curly hair and the pretty tiny face with very round cheeks.  “She looks like an angel!”  My husband exclaimed.  “She really looks like an angel!”  As the nurse stood back, smiling, the doctor came into the room.  “What do you think of this little angel?”  He asked happily.

Everyone who came to see her called her an angel, and many said she looked like pictures of Renaissance angels.  We named her Rosemary, because she had come to us early, on October 7^th, The Feast of Our Lady of The Rosary.

End Chapter 3.

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