We were blessed with a baby boy in the early hours of last Sunday. The Wife, The Daughter and I are as blissed out as can be about the new addition to the family.
Our son! My son! I'm as happy as can be. May your 8 pounds 5 ounces lead you onwards and upwards.
I plan to spend as much quality time with my family as I can. All the observations I've made in the past about the effect of parenthood on one's published output now apply doubly. In this instance however, I have a few pieces lined up that will be published automatically in the next few months as this blog will run on autopilot.
There is much deliberation in the mores of Akyem-Swedru, Accra and Aburi about the naming of children and a certain logic that is often followed (lineage, day names, special names and so forth). Still I am minded of the weight of all of those additional names, those shadow names, that may not appear on one's birth certificate but that still apply to you. Even at my age, I am still learning about names bestowed on me. There is power in naming and I wonder what names others will emphasize for our son. I look forward to his outdooring and to marking all the ceremonies that are to come in his life.
Welcome my son. I love you.
- D'Angelo - Greatdayndamornin'
Elation is the prime sentiment.
- Shalamar - The Second Time Around
Almost as influential as Chic's Good Times.
- Bilal - Second Child
Off his First Born Second album. I haven't really used the Nii Amaah name that all first born males in our family inherit but I wear its mantle.
- Pointer Sisters - I'm So Excited
Say no more.
- Finlay Quaye - Sunday Shining
Sunday born children in our tradition automatically get called Kwesi.
- Ben Webster - There Is No Greater Love
My favourite interpretation of this ballad. I certainly hope that our son inherits my father's and my own love for the soothing tones of Ben Webster.
File under: life, baby, parenthood, birth, joy, toli