We finally decided on your name.
It was a long process, admittedly longer than your brother's.
Though I guess it helped that I established before dating your father that you would be named after my brother, Thomas. An uncle you will never know.
Your name is unique. Its still finding purchase in my heart, but I say it every day.
Nova Lynn Carmen.
It was going to be Marguerite Marie Carmen, my grandmother's name. But, alas, your father would not have it.
And so, you are Nova Lynn.
I like your name. I think it suits you. You're my little spitfire, my bundle of energy. Your brother certainly wasn't as active as you. So I'm trying to anticipate the energy you'll bring with you when you enter this world.
Only 16 more weeks to go, give or take. Though I'm expecting 13... considering how everything seems to be against us, it wouldn't surprise me if you were early, like your brother.
But I'm more than happy with being wrong. If there is one thing I have learnt; the longer you are within me, the safer, and healthier, you are. So take your time, baby girl. I'm eager to meet you, and my everything hurts, but waiting for you is worth it.
Besides. Mommy has a broken toe to heal, and a crib to order. We've got time.
I love you. ♡
· Tue Aug 14, 2018 @ 08:17pm · 0 Comments