And thy nativity , in the day thou wast born thy navel was not cut , neither wast thou washed in water to supple ; thou wast not salted at all , nor swaddled at all .
Turns out this product of my genes and loving care , the boy-man I had swaddled , coddled , cooed at , and then pushed and pulled to the brink of manhood , had been flying down the highway at 113 miles an hour .
Until the 1780s , cotton was a luxury , the fabric of ceremonial garments . The kings who came from the east to visit the new-born christ may have worn cotton robes , but the baby himself would probably have been swaddled in something else-linen or perhaps silk .
Kjv and as for thy nativity , in the day thou wast born thy navel was not cut , neither wast thou washed in water to supple thee ; thou wast not salted at all , nor swaddled at all .
