Well, Emma, my love, it's now official, on the birth certificate and everyhing. For the past few months I kept from posting your name. My old-fashioned mind was never 100% sure that the doctors had it right. We went ahead and stocked up on everything pink and girlish, but just in case I waited to publish your name. Once it was in writing, in the public realm, it would be a bit sticky to explain if you had been a boy.
Your Mom had a bit more confidence in modern science, and we all thought a girl was the very best of ideas. So she went ahead and ordered pink and green M&M's with your name on them to make up favors for
those who come to visit and welcome you. By now you must know that your colors are pink, green and brown. So we mixed in some plain brown M&M's and filled little baskets, wrapped with pink, green and brown ribbons and an "It's a girl" charm. It was one of those tasks with which we filled those last endless days before your arrival.
those who come to visit and welcome you. By now you must know that your colors are pink, green and brown. So we mixed in some plain brown M&M's and filled little baskets, wrapped with pink, green and brown ribbons and an "It's a girl" charm. It was one of those tasks with which we filled those last endless days before your arrival.
Yoana Carruyo, Israel's daughter, made a beautiful drawing of your name, Emma Victoria. We have it hanging up on the stairway, just inside the front door for all to see. Later it will be in your room.
The nurses all exclaimed over your name - a beautiful name for a beautiful baby.
By now it fits you so well that I cannot imagine ever considering calling you anything else.
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