Wednesday’s child is full of woe, well according to the poem anyhow. I was born on a Wednesday – I have my moments I suppose. Baby O was due today, a Wednesday but instead debuted on a Tuesday – so according to the same poem he’s full of grace.
I’m certainly not full of woe at the moment. Quite the opposite in fact. My heart is exploding with joy and happiness. Life is grand, pure bliss. I’m walking on sunshine. It is all good.