Life Is Good: What's In A Name

Thursday, July 2, 2009

What's In A Name

Okay, okay, okay. I'm absolutely horrible when it comes to secrets. I love surprises, and I love to pull one over on (surprise) those I love, but in all honesty they drive me crazy. I'm so excited that I just want to tell. I love surprising and being surprised, but the likelihood that I can keep something quiet for any length of time is...awww...well...you're getting ready to find out.

In reference to this post...YES! IT'S THE PUPPY!!! Lizzy was hoping/planning to surprise me with her yesterday when she came into town however the puppy was still receiving a little extra care at the vet. She isn't "sick", but she's had a little bit of a rough start as far as adjusting to the pound especially since she started her imprisonment so early. I'm not sure how old she is exactly, but from what the pound attendant said last weekend I got the impression that she is very young.

Hopefully if all goes well she will be joining our family early this coming week...say maybe Monday or Tuesday!

For some of you it may seem a bit silly to be so excited about a dog, but that's just how I am. I respect animals as just that...animals, but I also love them. They can become some of the best of friends and when you truly care for a pet the way they should be cared for they become part of the family.

Some of you may also find this rather ridiculous, but that's okay too.

Let's Name Her!

I realize most of the time a poll/survey like this is done when someone is expecting a baby, but since I'm not pregnant right now (and possibly never will be again) I think naming the puppy is an okay thing to talk about. (Besides...this is my blog, and I can do whatever I want...I'm the only one who has the password.)

So here's the rules:

Number 1: She's a she! Keep that in mind, please.
Number 2: It has to be a name I (preferably even Ryan) can actually pronounce.
Number 3: I get the final say. (Well...I guess I'll let my hubby have a small word in the matter)

I can't imagine what's going to happen if I actually have another child. My poor kid...I can't even decide on a name for a dog!

Have a great and safe Independence Day weekend!

6 comments:

a little love affair said...: She's so cute! And I think the idea of a name poll is a great idea! Ok.. so I'm going to put up the name "Addison"... maybe "Addy" for short?? I just love this name for a little girl, why not a little girl with a tail? :) Have a fun and safe weekend!; July 3, 2009 at 10:24 PM
Kim said...: I can't narrow it down, so here are a few names that I think look like her...Lucy, Grace, Josi, and Rylie.; July 4, 2009 at 9:00 AM
Hilary said...: She looks like a May to me..she's so cute :) Happy 4th of July!!!; July 4, 2009 at 1:11 PM
Jodi said...: Oh, I love naming animals! I agree with Kim. . .I've always loved the name Lucy for a girl dog. Maybe Annie or Emmy. Addy is really cute too. I'll have to do some more brainstorming for ya!; July 5, 2009 at 7:36 PM
Anonymous said...: Bailey; July 6, 2009 at 8:09 AM
twin power mommy ♥ said...: I (and it's TOTALLY just my opinion) don't care too much for human names for pets. I understand that many people do, though.

When i saw her pic, i thought "Kibble". My girls are into naming pets that have silly names like, "salmon" for a cat, "bark-ly" for a dog...it cracks us up.

Anyway, I think she's super cute! I like that you are doing a poll for her name.

Please let us know what you decide....i am sure it'll be great whatever the name...; July 7, 2009 at 10:33 AM

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Brandy Danielle

Brandy is our firstborn, our precious angel baby girl. Her entry into this world wasn't without excitement. At 26 weeks I started preterm labor with contractions 5 minutes apart. With 10 weeks of strict bedrest, most of which were in the hospital, she made it to 36 weeks.
Brandy was diagnosed with "possible/probable" heart defect around 28-30 weeks gestation. After her birth she was whisked away to the NICU for monitoring and after a few days her defect was formally diagnosed and labeled...atrial septal defect and a cleft mitral valve.
Brandy, upon indications of failure to thrive and pulmonary hypertension, underwent her first of 2 open-heart surgeries at 4 months of age. A week after her surgery on the day of her anticipated discharge home Brandy coded for 13 minutes...a stoke.
From that point on Brandy's life was full of doctor's visits, endless crying, pain and suffering. She underwent another heart surgery, fundoplication and g-tube surgery, treatment for infantile spasms, and a mountain of tests and procedures. Her brain damage was extensive.
Upon counseling of our wonderful, most amazing heart surgeon, Dr. Christopher Knott-Craig, and many hours of prayer, we finally called in hospice and called off all of the extensive medical interventions and surgery needs that would prolong her suffering while possibly prolonging her life. Brandy, our precious baby girl...our angel...passed out of our arms and into the arms of her Saviour, Jesus at the tender age of 17 months.

Ryan Andrew

Ryan, our micro-preemie miracle, is a ball of life. After nearly a year of trying to conceive imagine our delight when we finally knew he was on the way. My pregnancy with Ryan was uneventful at first. It seemed perfect and with all of the precautions for preterm labor being taken and monitored we entered this pregnancy with cautious anticipation covered over by a whole love of naive excitement.
At 20 weeks we discovered our "Baby Peanut" was going to be a little boy. We began to make plans and began dreaming about the day we would meet our son.
Almost 2 weeks later everything changed in our lives. It wa a whirlwind of fear and emtions as I began to bleed, was sent for monitoring in L&D and eventually had an appointment with my OB only to find out that it was serious. I had incompetent cervix with hourglassing membranes. The doctor admitted me to the hospital immediately and an emergency cerclage was placed. The statistics were grim, but the hope was to keep our son inside for at least 10 more weeks. We only made it 10 more days.
Early in the evening of February 11, 2007 our son, Ryan, came into this world in emergency fashion at only 23 weeks 5 days gestation. He weighed 1 pound 8 ounces and was 12 ½ inches long. He was so tiny. All I could think of was “oh my goodness is he really that tiny? And is there any way he could actually make it?” I tried to hold on to hope, but in all honesty I had never met anyone with a baby born that early and that small that ever made it.
Ryan did make it! It was a long, hard road, but in the end he spent 90 days in the NICU. He was on a ventilator for 2 months. Finally on one fine glorious day in May we bundled up our 4 pound 4 ounce baby boy and went home...May 11, 2007.
Ryan is now a spunky, lively, strong-willed little boy. His laughter is contagious and his spirit is compelling. He is our miracle. There are no words strong enough to share our delight and joy that God has blessed us with this little boy.

Evan Alexander