So, when I left off in this post about how Kameron got his name, I mentioned that if we ever had another girl we wanted to name her Kennedy. We also chose the name Kaidenn if he happened to be a boy... had to have 7 letters, you know!
When I got pregnant in the Fall of 2003 I prayed HARD for a girl. I really wanted Kassidy to have the sister that I never did. On December 19th (my anniversary) my mom and I went to my ultrasound (Frank was in Iraq) and I found out that YAYYYYYY There was a baby girl in there!!
There really was no debate at all over her name. Frank and I both liked it and we started calling her Kennedy right away. But like with all things, it doesn't end there...
When Kennedy was finally born and we learned she had Down syndrome, we were devastated. We received outdated, inaccurate information and no one could even tell us if she was going to live or not. (That's another story for another day.) At one point, before we signed her birth certificate, Frank and I had a tear filled conversation (tears were from me, not so much from him) where we readdressed her name. I didn't know if Kennedy was right for her anymore. She definitely wasn't the baby we had been planning for... she wasn't the Kennedy I thought I "knew". And so very briefly, I wondered if we should name her something else... with a K of course!
But then we realized that God knew exactly who our Kennedy would be from day 1, and just because OUR expectations weren't going as planned, He knew what He was doing and this was STILL our Kennedy. And so, Kennedy Jean was named... and I'm SO SO glad we didn't change it because I just can't see her as anything else. She's the most beautiful little Kennedy in the whole world!
Be sure to tune in tomorrow for Keeghan's story and how really obsessive compulsive I am. You ain't see nothin yet!