Two weeks ago, my in-laws made the journey to Tokyo for my daughter’s omiyamairi and okuizome.
Omiyamairi (お宮参り) is a Japanese tradition in which newborns visit a Shinto shrine for the first time. This usually takes place during the first month of life while okuizome (お食い初め) is a ritual to celebrate the baby’s 100 days of life in which the baby “eats” solid food for the first time. In some families, including my husband’s, these two traditions are done at the same time at three months. Personally I’m glad that omiyamairi was done at three months because I don’t know whether I would have been able to handle it with a one-month old!
My husband’s omiyamairi photo in the 80s.
Before the omiyamairi, families tend to go to photo studios to get photos of the baby and a family photo taken. We had booked ours over a month in advance. The day before the photoshoot, we went to the studio and picked out the baby’s kimono (which would be draped over her) and a western-style dress for her to wear, as well as my own kimono. (Other than the baby, I was the only one wearing a kimono, which felt a little strange because I’m not Japanese but it did look gorgeous and I don’t have many opportunities to wear kimono nowadays.) It’s completely up to the mother whether or not she wants to wear a kimono and it does cost extra for the kitsuke (dressing) and hair styling. Otherwise parents wear suits or moms wear a simple dress. Most studios allow both mom and baby to wear the rental kimono to the shrine that same day at no additional cost.
Interestingly, if you bring your own kimono, you’re required to pay an additional fee.
My rental kimono
We had planned on going to the shrine right after the photoshoot, which was scheduled for noon. Unfortunately, Baby A was in a mood. Despite the photographer having two assistants who were in charge of trying to make her smile, she cried the entire time she had her kimono on. The photographer managed to get a few shots where she was not crying but not smiling either. We ended up letting her nap for about 30 minutes and when it came time for her next outfit, the dress, she was all smiles and a completely different baby. The photoshoot ended up taking almost four hours and by the time in ended, it was too late to go to the shrine.
Baby A taking a much-needed nap
After the photoshoot, we went to a shabu-shabu restaurant that we had booked for her okuizome. This tradition is held to pray for the baby’s health, growth, and for them to never go hungry in the future. We had a spacious Japanese-style room that included a small futon for the baby to lie down on. Before we ate, the baby’s “meal” was brought to us.
Each dish had meaning to it and the server instructed us the order in which to give the dishes to the baby and what to say. I held the baby while my mother-in-law used chopsticks to pick up a bit of a dish and pretend to feed the baby.
Sea bream is an auspicious fish in Japanese culture. It’s called “tai” in Japanese, which is linked to “medetai,” meaning “a joyous event” or “cause for celebration”
The lacquerware bowls are different colors depending on whether your baby is a girl or a boy. Boys have entirely red bowls while girls have bowls that are black on the outside.
The dishes Baby A was served contained sashimi, a soup with clam (for the baby to have a good partner), some simmered vegetables and fish (for longevity and the baby becoming a person who is future-oriented), pickled plums (a symbol for health and longevity), bamboo shoots (for health), and rice with azuki beans (believed to dispel bad luck). There were also small stones, which symbolize the baby’s teeth becoming strong, the baby becoming a patient person, and longevity.
After that, the server took a family photo of us, which was printed and then presented to us in a cute sea bream-shaped card before we left the restaurant.
(Don’t worry, none of this food went to waste and after having some excellent shabu-shabu and sukiyaki, my husband and in-laws finished Baby A’s meal for her.)
The next day, bright and early, we went for the omiyamairi. As it was the day after the photoshoot, we couldn’t wear traditional Japanese clothes but as we had been prepared for rain anyway, my mother-in-law had bought Baby A a white ceremony dress and I wore one of my work suits and dressed it up with a pearl necklace and earrings. My in-laws and husband were in suits as well.
The shrine was somewhat crowded because of shichi-go-san, which is another ritual for children when they turn 7 (shichi), 5 (go) and 3 (san). We registered at a window, paid the fee, and then waited in a room with other babies and shichi-go-san children. When our numbers were called, we went to the prayer room with the other families. The seats were color-coded and the person holding the baby was supposed to sit on a particular seat. The priest then began the ritual to pray for the health of all the children in attendance and each child’s name was read aloud. To be honest, we couldn’t hear much of what the priest was saying because Baby A had soiled her diaper right before we entered the room and was screaming her head off! She was the only baby crying too so it was a bit embarrassing but it couldn’t be helped.
The ceremony was over in about fifteen minutes and as we left the room, we were handed a white bag containing a small clay figure of a cat (a symbol of the shrine we visited), an eta to write a message for your child to hang at the shrine, some umeboshi (pickled plums), ofuda (a paper amulet for protection), chopsticks, an omamori (charm), and osagari (an offering for the gods which you then take back to eat),
After changing Baby A’s diaper (the shrine had a diaper-changing and nursing room, which was great, but the sheet on the changing table was not the cleanest. Thankfully we had our portable changing sheet with us), we took some pictures around the temple before heading home.
It was a busy, event-filled weekend and I felt very fortunate to take part in these rituals as it was a part of Japanese culture that not many people get to experience.