Hello Winter Dwellers,
Can you believe how cold it is? I would like to take a minute and send a lot of warm thoughts and prayers to everyone who works out in the cold everyday– especially my Dad who is a train engineer. He spends 12 hours day outside building trains in the freezing temps. Go Dad and others!
In other warm news: our baby is a girl!
From the beginning of my pregnancy, I was dying to have a baby girl. I know you’re not supposed to have a preference, but I did. I wanted a girl soooooo bad, I could taste it. It tasted like bows and ruffles.
However, I thought I was having a baby boy. It’s not that I don’t want a boy someday, but for this pregnancy, I just really wanted a girl. Hormones, anyone?
Finally, the day arrived and we walked into the doctor’s office. We were both really nervous. When the ultrasound tech walked in the room said, “what do you think the baby is?”
I said “Boy,” and my husband said, “Girl.”
It took her a minute or two to get in the right position, but she finally said, “are you ready?”
Then, she slowly typed three words on the screen. “It’s a … GIRL.”
And I cried. Not just one tear. A bunch of them. I cried so much that the tech asked my husband to get me some Kleenex.
I would say that the tears mean it must have been the most beautiful moment of my life. But, I cried last week watching a Taylor Swift video. I cried yesterday at work. I could cry right now. I’m not sure I can trust my tear ducts anymore.
The name game
After we found out we were having a girl, we got on the baby name bus. We drove the bus all around town. We stopped at names like Annie, Sophie, Cora, and Adaline. But, none of them felt quite right for our baby. So, drumroll, please… our sweet baby name is Vera Faye Fannon. I think it’s the most beautiful name ever.
We picked this name because it represents some very special ladies in our lives. My two grandmothers were named Vera and Versa. Their names are so similar, I think naming her Vera will honor them both. My husband’s grandmother’s middle name is Faye, and his other grandmother is a “Fannon.” So, we were able to hit all four grandmothers– even though the road is a little curvy.
While our grandmothers were the main reason we chose our baby name, I also really like the meanings behind her name. Vera means “Faith.” And Faye means “Fairy.” I LURVE the juxtaposition of being grounded in beliefs but also realizing there is more to this world than what you can see and understand. A little bit country a little bit rock and roll?
I totally have pink eye. Not the contagious kind.
A very sweet/super talented lady at work volunteered to make the bedding and curtains. In celebration of our girly future (and our dog/blog’s name), I’ve decide to pink it out! Why, not? I may never be able to see this much pink in my house again.
Here’s what the bedding and curtains will look like (with a few custom alterations of course):
Well, that’s all I can think about telling you about our baby. Let me know what you think! Mostly, I need to know how much pink is too much? Also, I’m finalizing our next big financial goal, so stay tuned for that next week.
Until then, stay warm!