It happened, just like one would think it could only happen on TV or in daydreams.

On Sunday, the four of us, Brian, Anna, Noah and I had gone out to lunch, something we do not do very often at all.  Brian and I had purchased a baby name book the day before, I had gone through it and picked out the names that I loved or maybe even liked.

The details are so daunting, I can remember Anna, our seven year old, pointing to Noah and saying “do you love this name.”  A name I had approached both of them with, separately, earlier in the day.  He replied with an enthusiastic “YES!”  She asked Brian and I the same question.

I looked at Brian and said “is this his name?”  And he said “yes!”  The kids celebrated “THE BABY FINALLY HAS  A NAME!”  and I quickly covered my face with my hands to hide the tears that were stinging my eyes.  Brian laughed at me.

It reminded me of when we found out he was a HE.  It was just us.

It reminded me of how LOVED this boy is, that these four people were celebrating this day, his NAME day, a day that is etched in our hearts forever and I do believe that when this baby is born, this baby with this PERFECT name, he will know nothing other than love which already makes me the happiest person on this planet.

I just keep thinking about Sunday and how excited we all were at his name.  What’s it going to be like with his presence?  With him actually in our arms?

{please don’t be upset, but we are going to keep the name private for now…until he’s born…only 7.5 more weeks!}

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