Tonight Courtney and I babysat for a marriage class that meets on Tuesday nights. I played with a two year old, a six year old and a nine year old.
There was a baby there. His name was Jace. I didn't go near him. I don't trust myself with babies. I always think that I'm going to break them. They're so little and they might not like me. Well, Jace was perfectly adorable. I managed to not touch him except when I walked by him at the end of the night. I just touched his hair. He was so soft! Oh my gosh, those things are amazing. He was yawning and plumb tuckered out. And for some reason, my arms just wanted to curl up with him. Hence the avoiding him as much as I could.
Courtney said she couldn't wait for me to be a mom. I can wait. I'm in no rush. Now, while I'm in no rush to be a mom, I think I'll be an ok one one day. I can't be that bad, right? So Courtney was talking about my future family and how many kids I would have and what I would name them, etc.
I don't have a binder full of pictures and ideas for my wedding. I don't write Mrs. before my name "just to practice." I am done trying to figure out the whys and whens of my life. God's gonna take care of everything, and I'm through putting trust in my own abilities in all the situations in my life.
So Courtney was asking me what my middle name was. Deanne. My mom's middle name is Deanne too. God willing, I'll have a daughter and my husband will be gracious enough to let her middle name be Deanne too. Elizabeth Deanne. I've always like the name Elizabeth. I'd nickname her Eli. Not Beth, or Eliza.
Then she asked me, well, what if God gives you a boy? Hmm. Well, frankly, having not been raised in a house of men, I'd not thought about it much. I like the name Jadin. I've not thought about the spelling too much. As for his middle name, I got nothing.
Ha, talk about counting your chicks before they hatch, huh?
There was a baby there. His name was Jace. I didn't go near him. I don't trust myself with babies. I always think that I'm going to break them. They're so little and they might not like me. Well, Jace was perfectly adorable. I managed to not touch him except when I walked by him at the end of the night. I just touched his hair. He was so soft! Oh my gosh, those things are amazing. He was yawning and plumb tuckered out. And for some reason, my arms just wanted to curl up with him. Hence the avoiding him as much as I could.
Courtney said she couldn't wait for me to be a mom. I can wait. I'm in no rush. Now, while I'm in no rush to be a mom, I think I'll be an ok one one day. I can't be that bad, right? So Courtney was talking about my future family and how many kids I would have and what I would name them, etc.
I don't have a binder full of pictures and ideas for my wedding. I don't write Mrs. before my name "just to practice." I am done trying to figure out the whys and whens of my life. God's gonna take care of everything, and I'm through putting trust in my own abilities in all the situations in my life.
So Courtney was asking me what my middle name was. Deanne. My mom's middle name is Deanne too. God willing, I'll have a daughter and my husband will be gracious enough to let her middle name be Deanne too. Elizabeth Deanne. I've always like the name Elizabeth. I'd nickname her Eli. Not Beth, or Eliza.
Then she asked me, well, what if God gives you a boy? Hmm. Well, frankly, having not been raised in a house of men, I'd not thought about it much. I like the name Jadin. I've not thought about the spelling too much. As for his middle name, I got nothing.
Ha, talk about counting your chicks before they hatch, huh?
2 comments:
We have a traditional middle name in our family as well - my Spice's middle name is Evon, my youngest daughter has that as a middle name, as does her daughter - three generations so far. ec
That's so great! I want that too!
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