I’ve been thinking about what your name will be ever since I found out you are a BOY. We named your sister during a Mets game, your dad was watching it on TV and I plopped down next to him with a list of names I had written out. We went through them one by one and quickly narrowed down the list.
It hit me, right away, her name would be Brooklyn. As I read it over and over it became so perfectly fitting. Your Dad was born there, we were married in the city, it was our New York, in Texas. Brooklyn. Her middle name, Noel, was easy as that reminds us of Christmas, our favorite time of year. We also found out we were pregnant with her, in New York, at Christmas. It all just fit.
Now, you are coming along and I am searching for the puzzle pieces that will make up your name. It doesn’t have to be the same story as your sisters, although we have had many people suggest Bronx, her counterpart, or Austin, where your mama was born. Neither of those are working for me.
Will you be named after another city we absolutely love?
A favorite song or songwriter?
A favorite place we’ve traveled to?
A moment? A memory?
Favorite TV show?
Who are you?
Hmmmmm, mama is working on it baby, and it will be perfect, for you.