Family Tree:Jackson and April discussing the name of their baby girl.
"Martha?" April asks. In the dark, she looks at her husband, lying next to her on the bed.
He lifts his head slightly off the pillow, just enough to shake it and frown. "Is our child an eighty year old woman?"
Naming a baby can be fun, but so, so very agonizing. It's a choice you have to make and not settle for anything else than perfect. Your child is going to live with that name for the rest of its life. It's an important decision and it surely can be overwhelming.
Unlike the last pregnancy, they've decided to know everything they possibly could about their baby this time. She is fine, growing strong and healthy. Yes, it's ashe. They're having a girl.
It's now 11.23 pm on this cold November night, and she knows he's tired, probably wants to go to sleep already. They have another couple months to go and decide, but she can't stop thinking about it.
Turning to the side with her big baby bump, she faces him. "Priscilla?" His eyes shot open, and she knows he hates it. "Never mind."
The biblical theme seems to go on in her mind. Plus, the name has to have a strong, deep meaning. It's important it does and they both have to love it too.
Jackson's bad at this game, though, and she's not even taking into consideration his options. The first time around, she let Norbert slip, but honestly… no one in this day and age names their baby Norbert. Jackson Avery wasn't meant to choose baby names at all.
Resting one hand on her belly, she closes her eyes trying to picture their little girl. Is she going to take after him or her? Have red hair or his dark curls? Have her dimples or his freckles? Either way, she's going to be beautiful. More than that, all April wants is for her to be healthy, intelligent, and strong. Yet, she knows her baby is going to grow and become a resilient woman, a fearless girl.
A smile appears on her face, then. "How about Hannah?"
Hannah is one of her favorite women in the bible. Childless, she prayed to God and hoped for a son. Against all odds, a miracle happened and she became pregnant. After the promise she made, when the baby came, Hannah dedicated him to God. Ironically enough, that baby was named Samuel.
"It means grace." April goes on, opening her eyes and catching his own dreamy ones staring back at her. "I really like it."
He smiles, saying the name out loud for the first, feeling every little letter and loving it. "Hannah."
Just like that, it was decided. Hannah is coming this winter, blooming just like a rare and lovely winter rose.
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