Samson
He was "...from his mother's womb / Untimely ripped." ~ Shakespeare
Perhaps not quite so untimely, but on September 24th, at 5:04pm, after 36+ hours of labour, my darling little Samson was born by cesarean section. Hubby and I never really went through the whole "he'll have your eyes, but hopefully my nose" thing, but the unspoken concensus was this would be a swarthy baby. I often had to convince myself that I could and would be pleased with a little ape.
Well, instead, I got a chirpy little bird fellow. I think his Polish animal name* is destined to be ptaszek, which is rather unfortunately also a euphemism for what makes him a little boy. Perhaps we can think of something a bit more manly for him like hawk or stork or chicken or something.
Samson, where did you come from?
* Everyone Polish has an animal name their family knows them by. Seriously. Ask them. Fathers are usually misiu (bear). My mom's żabcia (frog). I think I used to be rybka (fish) for my mom, and małpiszon (monkey) for my dad. I've also known a piesek (dog), and a myszka (mouse).
