Welcome Jane Elizabeth Dea.
When
I was in the process off doing IUI. I went to the temple with my mom
while we were in Utah. I was praying and thinking about our family and
whether or not I would get pregnant and I started to have such strong
images and feelings of a beautiful baby girl...who was named Jane. It
was such a strong and powerful impression that it caused me to cry. I
told my mom about it when we were having ice cream afterwards and even
by then somewhat discounting what had happened and how strong of an
impression it was. I don't know if I was afraid to hope or I thought I
somehow made it up myself because I wanted it so bad. I just remember
saying that maybe it was just an idea that was given to me that I would
have a baby or maybe it was about the next life. I wonder why I did not
just take it for what it was and have faith?
Anyway,
fast foward to finding out it worked, then finding out I was having a
baby girl, and then having the baby girl, and then having to name this
said baby girl.
I
had almost named Eliza Meg. I loved that name so much, but did not
love it with our last name and so last minute went with Eliza (which I
had loved since I was a girl). I thought for sure that I would end up
naming this baby Meg. I liked Meg and Jane the very most. I was so
anxious and hesitant in the hospital about choosing Jane (which is crazy
because I loved loved the name). We looked and looked at baby name
books but kept coming back to Jane. Finally I filled out the paper work
and then the lady in charge of it came to pick it up and it was meant
to be.
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