It seems hard to believe that we’ve known about Nora’s diagnosis for almost a month now. The time has certainly gone by at warp speed. I’m trying to savor each little moment of my pregnancy, as I don’t know what to expect at the end of it all.
I am so much more tranquil about knowing her gender than I had anticipated. The moments leading up to the cake cutting were absolutely nerve wracking. However, once I had the conclusive evidence in the form of PINK cake, I heaved a sigh of relief and breathed easy with the knowledge of a baby daughter. I love being able to call her by name, my sweet Nora.
I’ve always loved the name Nora. I like the way it sounds, I love that it is unique, classic and simple. It is a family name as well. I had a Great-Great-Aunt Nora that I never met, but I’ve heard stories about her — what a neat, funny lady she was. Today I got a phone call from my Mom asking me if I knew what the name “Nora” means. I told her that I hadn’t had a chance to look up the meaning, but asked that she please enlighten me! “Elanora” (which is what Nora’s full name will be) means “from the shore”. How absolutely perfect. My most precious, sweetest “treasure” yet. (See Day 4) I had NO IDEA. (And God doesn’t have his hands all over this???????????????)
I chose the name “Rose” in honor of Nora’s oldest sister, who shares the same middle name, also in reference to the Novena to St. Therese. At the end of the Novena a rose is received as a sign of answered prayers. Try it! Prayers were answered above and beyond with my first “Rose” and I DON’T DOUBT THEY WILL BE AGAIN. It seemed only appropriate.
Here is the video from yesterday: