Skip to main content

Our Daughter's Name


Since we first found out that we're having a baby, we both thought it was a boy - for sure. All wives tales indicated a boy, I had dreams of a boy; everything boy. I wanted only spicy foods, and put hot sauce in my purse for those "incase of emergency moments" when the restaurant didn't provide it. We had his name picked out and ready to go for the day we saw his little man part on the sonogram. Neither of us had decided on a girl name; we'd joked around about it, mentioning random names from t.v shows or making up our own two-part name like Twilight's Renesmee. I think that ended with Brandeah. 

The night before we went for the gender ultrasound, we were laying in bed and Branden said her name. I just felt it. Every sense in my body knew that that was it and that we were going to see a girl on the screen the next day. It was such an abstract thought he had, but it felt like I'd known it all along. It's strong, elegant, and meaningful to both Branden and myself. It tells the story of us and the origin of our daughter. I find every excuse to say it aloud and when we talk about future plans with her, I always refer to her by name. It's almost like she's always been there and we've always spoken her name. 

With that, it has been a challenge to keep it between just the two of us. We want to hold onto those moments until we can meet and introduce her to friends and family. Although I cannot get enough of her name, there's something about predetermining the name of an already existing soul that doesn't feel right to me. I want to meet her first and make sure we still get the "that's it" feeling. You never know, she may end up feeling like a Brandeah. 

Until then, we are doing our hardest to only say Baby Grant or the baby in the presence of others. It's not easy, and we've both had to bite our tongue a few times. I can't wait to meet her and to introduce her to our world. 

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

What Do You Want To Be?

I've watched and read in books or movies where someone doesn't like a certain part of their personality or something in their life, wakes up one morning and says, "I don't like this, I'm not going to do it anymore." The story line goes on to say how their views have changed overnight and they're no longer the way that they once were. It's a huge deal because they've changed so dramatically. For example, someone doesn't like their eating habits, therefore they tell themselves, "I'm going to eat healthier and workout 6 days a week." Overnight they turn into Jillian Michaels from 'The Biggest Loser,' and are participating in triathlons twice a week.   Realistically, this does not happen. I personally have had multiple epiphanies in my life where I feel as if my whole world is going to change and I feel like I've finally found my niche (after all, I've changed my college major three times). I do believe that...
5 comments
Read more

Where the Sidewalk Ends and the Road Begins

I was 6 years old and my dad threw his arms in the air, yelling (what should have been singing) "Where the Sidewalk Ends" by George Strait, while in the middle of the bathing suit isle in Wal-mart. How I remember this, I could not tell you. But, that song has such an important place in my heart and brings tears to my eyes every time I hear it. It doesn't have somber lyrics and isn't about a love story; it's just a memory that really hits home. He used to sing it to me all the time (mostly just to embarrass me in public places). He was an incredible man who danced to the beat of his own drum. As an only child you can assume that I was a daddy's girl and couldn't get enough of his attention. Although I was his little girl, we wrestled as if I were a boy fighting for the t.v remote. I used to go to school with bruises on my arms from our wrestling matches and basketball games. Teachers and friends would ask me what happened, and as if it were normal...
4 comments
Read more

Words That Hurt

Frequently we find ourselves going through life on what could be considered autopilot. We become too consumed in our own thoughts, not that focusing on ourself is negative, but we tend to engulf ourselves in our own conundrums and internal conflicts. This causes us to pull the blinds down over others which are also faced with the same worries and thoughts. We forget that others have the same emotions, and no matter the severity, we should treat them with the same tenderness we treat ourselves. Every person is and feels differently than the next, meaning some may handle their emotions differently, taking what may seem minuet to you a bit more personally and on a different level of consciousness.  Some could argue, "we should never take anything personally." But what about those of us who are still working on that trait? Personally, I have read and scanned through The Four Agreements  multiple times, the second agreement being, ' Don't Take Anything Personally ....
2 comments
Read more