
So, I'm sorry if the blog has been all about pregnancy lately- but when you're stuck in bed unable to do much of anything except remind yourself that your main job is to grow this baby- it becomes the focus of your otherwise boring days. (Thank you for your continued well-wishes, by the way. I had another set-back this weekend, so I'm still not feeling any better, yet- but hopefully will soon).
This picture was taken at a shower this weekend- the adorable wall letters given to me by my friend, C. And this is the name of our little girl!
Leta Suzanne Neill.
As soon as we started talking about names, Matt & I both knew we would love to use names that held great meaning for us, naming our children after those who have influenced our lives most profoundly. When we found out it was a girl, I knew exactly whose name I wanted her to carry on- my grandmother's. I know a lot of people are close to their grandmothers- but mine was by far the most influential person in my life after my parents.
All of my life she lived within a few mile radius of us and I went to her house every day before and after school, as my mom worked. Not only that, but we would then spend a big chunk of the weekends at her house as well. I probably saw her most every day growing up (she's still living, but currently suffers from alzheimers and lives in a dementia family home).
My grandma was the stereotypical southern bell- always well-dressed and made up, her hair a regal crown of white ever since she grayed early in her 30's. She speaks with a southern accent, is amazing hospitable, flawlessly well-mannered and calls perfect strangers "sweetheart" and "honey". She modeled selflessness for me- always willing to play whatever I wanted with me- paper dolls, art projects, Uno. And she always stressed the importance of education & furthering oneself- being the first child in her family of 10 to graduate from college and go on to start teaching at the early age of 19 until she retired at 62.
My grandma (whom we always called "mimi", instead of grandma) is actually named Mildred Oleta, but goes by Oleta. However, Matt wasn't a big fan of the "O" and we figured we'd shorten it anyways, so our little one will be "Leta" ("Suzanne" is a family name from Matt's side of the family- passed down for 3 generations).
So, there's the backstory. And my prayer is that our little girl grows up to reflect the incredible character of her namesake- my amazing grandmother Oleta.