... of initials, that is.
Tim and I went to bed the night before our appointment and somehow started talking about Elizabeth's middle name. And we quickly arrived at a decision (and I think deep down, I knew that if the middle name wasn't Polamalu, there was was only one way it was going to go).
Without further ado, I announce our daughter's middle name: Irene.
It's my middle name, but I was named after my paternal grandmother, who is a pretty special woman in my life. We knew we wanted a name with family ties, and I kept coming back to Irene. (I also love the fact that our little lady will have nine vowels in her name.)
I love that the name is complete now, too, and there's no "Well, we haven't decided on a middle name yet ..." answer to give when people ask :)
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
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