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A name is a word or combination of words by which a person, place or thing, a body or a class or any object of thought is designated, called or known. A name is very important for a person to have and as a mother you want to name your child something you won't regret and one that can stand up on the playground. Naming your child is a big responsibility and you want to make the best decision for your child. After all it will be its name for the rest of its life. You want to pick the perfect name for your child. You want to make sure it will fit them and you want to make sure if there are any nicknames for the child that you like and don't like. All these things can play a factor in naming your child and a couple hours after Dave and me had our son we were trying to come up with the perfect name. Zack had heard I had the baby and then went home to shower and then he was coming back to visit. Dave and me weren't ready for visitors yet. I was sitting holding the baby while Dave was looking through the baby name book. If I would have had a little girl she would have already been Cecelia but I had a boy and he had no name. "How about Aaron?" asked Dave.

"I don't like it," I said. "He doesn't look like an Aaron."

"Okay," he said flipping through the book, "I still say we name him Ryder."

"I don't like the name Ryder. I don't want to name him Ryder."

"What about Hunter?" he asked.

"Yeah and every time I look at him I will think of Triple H. No thank-you."

"All right. What about Gunner?"

"He's not really a Gunner," I said.

"We could go with Bennett Montgomery," he said.

"No. I told you. I'm not naming my child after my family."

"Alexander?" he asked.

"Maybe. Give me some more."

"All right," he said flipping through the book, "Benjamin? Benton? Brighton?"

"No, maybe and no," I said, "here you take him and I'll look up names."

"Okay," he said, "I don't know why this is so hard, Tessa. Just give him a name."

"I'm not just going to give him a name. He will have this name for the rest of his life. I want it to be perfect."

"All right," he said taking the baby from me. "Go ahead find a name."

"How about Collier?" I asked as I looked in the C names.

"Don't like it," he said. "Find something else."

"Fine," I said. "What about Connor?"

"Maybe. What else," he said as he rocked the baby. He was starting to get a little fussy.

"Damian?"

"Oh yeah. Name him after some demon kid in a horror movie," he said.

"So that's a no," I said as I went on to look in the book. "Kyan.. I like Kyan."

"It's all right but I don't think he's a Kyan. What else?"

It was harder than I thought to come up with a name for our son. At the rate we were going he'd be lucky if he had a name by the time he was 5. "What about Levi?"

"I like it but I think we should look at more names," he said. "How about Oliver?"

"I don't know. Maybe. Oliver and Maximus. I don't know. I do like Oliver but I'm not too keen on it yet. So that's a maybe."

"How about Thor?" asked Dave with a smile knowing how I felt about the movie Thor. I don't even know why he would suggest that.

"That's not even funny, Dave," I said.

"Come on, Tess. He is a Thor."

"No more than he is a Collier," I said as the baby started crying. "I don't know but we can look at names later. He might be hungry."

"Probably," he said bringing him over to me so I could feed him. "I didn't know naming a baby was this hard."

"Me either," I said. "Poor little guy. He doesn't have a name. We're working on one for you, Buddy," I said as I ran my finger over his soft fuzz of hair. "At least we can go out and buy a lot of sports stuff and blue for him."

"Yeah," said Dave as he sat down in the chair. "I'm exhausted."

"You're exhausted? I'm exhausted. I have never gone through something like that. Over 12 hours of labor and 3 hours of pushing. I am exhausted."

"You can take a nap. I can keep an eye on him," He said.

"No because Zack is coming back in a half hour. I don't' want to be asleep when he's here. That's rude."

"I guess," said Dave, "did you call your parents?"

"No," I said.

"Why? I'm sure they want to know."

"Why would they want to know, Dave. They don't want to be in his life so why should I call them?"

"Because he's their grandson, Tessa. Maybe now that you had him things will be different."

"I don't know. I'm not ready to call them," I said. "Just let me enjoy this moment drama free."

"All right," he said. "Did you tell Nattie?"

"Tried calling her and got her voicemail. Left her a message but she hasn't called me back."

"Oh," he said.

As soon as I finished feeding the baby I gave him to Dave so I could at least shower before Zack came to see the baby. I felt disgusting and just needed to be clean. It was so refreshing to get under the water even if I was in a lot of pain from having the baby. I was actually surprised he didn't crush my pelvic bone by the way he was pushing down on it but he didn't and he had no complications. He just took his good old time coming out and he was healthy. I couldn't complain and besides he was the cutest baby I had ever seen. I may be a little bias but it's true.

After I was done taking my shower I got myself dressed into some sweatpants, a t-shirt and put my hair up in a messy bun. I felt so much more comfortable that way. When I walked out of the bathroom Dave was changing the baby's diaper and he was doing pretty well. He would probably do better at changing diapers than me. I had never changed a diaper in my life. He was definitely going to be on diaper duty a lot more than me. He just didn't know it yet. I walked out and he said, "are you feeling better?"

"Much," I said. "I see you changed his diaper."

"Yeah. He peed. Just remember when you change his diaper you have to move really fast or he will pee on you. I almost got peed on."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah," he said as he picked him up out of the incubator. "I learned that the hard way from Max. I'll help you out, Tess."

"Thanks," I said as there was a knock on the door. "Come in," I said.

The doorknob turned and the door opened and Zack came through the door. He had a couple blue helium balloons and one that said It's a Boy. He also had a blue bag that said It's a Boy on it as he entered the room. "Hey, Bro," said Dave as he gave him a one handed hug.

"What's up," said Zack. "Congratulations, Tessa and Dave," he said putting the balloons down and handing me the bag. "I got him a couple of outfits."

"You didn't have to," I said. "Thank-you."

"He's my Godson. I had to," he said.

"Thanks," said Dave as I opened the bag.

I pulled out a brown cordury teddy bear overall set with a striped shirt. "Aww. This is so cute. Thank-you, Zack," I said as I pulled out the other outfit he bought him. It said Mommy's number 1 fan. I absolutely loved it. "Aww, Zack, I love it, Thank-you so much," I said as I hugged him.

"You're welcome," he said.

"Nice choice of outfits," said Dave with a smile. "Thank-you."

"You're welcome," said Zack. "Can I hold the little Broski?"

"Sure," said Dave as he handed him to Zack. "Just hold his head."

"I will," he said, "so does the little Broski have a name yet?"

"Not yet," I said. "We're still deciding. We have Alexander, Levi, Kyan and Oliver so far."

"Don't forget about Ryder," said Dave. He was insistent on naming the baby Ryder and I was not for it. I didn't want to name him Ryder.

"We're not naming him Ryder," I said.

"I'm pretty partial to the name Ryder," said Zack. "You would like that wouldn't you, Broski? Ryder after your Uncle Z." He said as he played with the baby. The baby let out a little grunt and he said, "see? He wants the name Ryder."

"I'm not convinced," I said.

"Come on, Tess," said Dave. "Please name him Ryder. We can name him Ryder Bennett."

"No," I said. "I don't want to name him Ryder."

"Fine," said Dave.

"Broski is a little cutie. He is definitely the Broski of the week," said Zack. "Can he come on my show this week as Broski of the week?"

"As much as I want him to be a Broski," I said, "I think we'll hold off on the show. Maybe when he's a little older."

"Sweet," he said. Honestly Zack was a really big dork but I could tell he loved the baby so much. He was really content holding him and playing with him. Dave had made a good choice for Godfather. Zack was probably going to be the best Uncle Z there ever was. I couldn't deny him making the baby Broski of the week or not allowing him to be on Zack's show. "Hear that little Broski? You're going to be on my show someday. You're going to be a hit. I'm going to teach you how to spike your hair and I am going to teach you all the Backstreet Boys songs I know. I'm going to teach you how to be a little Z."

"Oh boy," I said. It was actually pretty funny watching him interact with the baby and it got me thinking about the baby's name and what we should name him but I wanted to wait until Zack left before I said anything to Dave.

Zack stayed for about an hour before he had to leave to get some sleep. "All right," he said, "I'm going to head out. I will see you guys when you get home."

"All right," I said, "Thank-you so much for coming."

"No problem. Thanks for allowing me to be here."

"You're welcome," I said.

"And once again congratulations," he said before saying, "and I will see you later Broski. I love you," he said as he kissed the baby's forehead before handing him back to me. It was the sweetest thing I had ever seen.

"Say goodbye to Uncle Z," I said waving the baby's little hand at his uncle. Zack waved back and said goodbye before he left.

Once he left Dave said, "that was nice of him to come by."

"Yeah it was," I said, "so I think I have a name for him."

"What is it?" he asked.

"How about we name him Zachary? Zachary Ryder?" I just thought it would be nice to honor his Uncle Z by giving him his name.

"Zachary Ryder Montgomery-Batista," said Dave. "I like it. Okay. Zachary it is."

"Wow. We finally agreed on a name. How do you like that name, Zachary?" I asked the baby. He scrunched up his little face and let out a grunt. "I think he likes it. Zachary. He looks like a Zachary."

"Yeah he does," said Dave. "I like it."

"Me too," I said. "It works. So we're going with it?"

"Yeah," he said. "Good idea, Tess."

"Thanks," I said as I looked down to see Zachary had fallen asleep. "He's asleep."

"Then you should probably get some rest and I will run back to the house. I still want to go ahead with part of my plan for tonight. I need to go home get some rest, take a shower and I will be back. Okay?"

"Okay," I said. "Love you."

"I love you too," he said taking a sleeping Zachary from my arms to put him in the incubator. "And I love you too, Zachary," he said before kissing his tiny head. "I'll be back."

"Okay, Bye," I said before he kissed my lips. As soon as he was gone I fell asleep. I needed to sleep because I was exhausted.

Later that night when Dave came back to the hospital he was dressed up and he had food from one of our favorite Italian restaurants in New York City. He looked so handsome wearing a tux and I felt a little out of place because I didn't have anything nice on and I was just in sweats and a t-shirt. He also brought in a bouquet of red roses. "What is all this?"

"Just because you're in the hospital tonight doesn't mean we shouldn't celebrate Valentine's Day. I got us food from Gino's and some desert. I want to make our first Valentine's Day together special."

"I had our son this morning it couldn't have gotten anymore special," I said.

"It can," he said as he pulled the tray over. "I got your favorite vegetable lasagna," he said as he put our food down. It smelled really good and Zachary had just fallen asleep before Dave came back so we had some alone time together and it was great. Dave knew how to make Valentine's Day romantic even if we were spending it in the hospital. Dinner was great and for desert we had strawberries covered in chocolate one of my favorite deserts. He did his best to still make it special for me.

"Thank-you so much, Dave for making this a really good Valentine's Day for me," I said as we finished up our desert.

"You're welcome but I have just one more thing for you," he said.

"All right," I said. I really wasn't sure what he had for me but I was anxiously waiting for it. If he could do all that with dinner, desert and flowers who knows what else he could have up his sleeve.

He got up from the hospital chair and said, "can you stand up for a minute?"

"Okay," I said as I got out of the hospital bed. Once I was standing on the floor Dave got down on one knee and began to dig in his pocket. "Dave, what are you doing?" I asked as I felt the tears in my eyes. I knew what he was about to do and I just didn't want to believe it.

He pulled a small box from his pocket and said, "Tessa, I never thought I would fall in love again. I never planned on having another child again. I never planned on having a relationship with someone again but then you came along and even though we didn't start off in the best way everything has gotten better and everything has fallen into place for us. I have told you there is not one day that I regret what we did and there is not one day that I regret falling in love with you. You are amazing with Max and I know you're going to be just as amazing with Zachary. You are an amazing, talented and beautiful woman. You are my everything and I may be crazy for taking this road again but if loving you makes me crazy and if doing this makes me crazy then lock me up because I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to wake up to you every morning and go to sleep holding you in my arms every night. You're everything to me and I don't' want to let go of what we have. I want it to be forever so will you marry me?" he asked exposing a princess cut diamond ring with blue sapphires surrounding it. It was absolutely beautiful.

I was speechless! I didn't know what to say but I could definitely cry. I had tears streaming down my face because it was so beautiful and it felt so right. Everything was falling into place for us. And after everything I felt and said about not getting married my mind had been changed that day. I wanted to get married.. I wanted to marry Dave. Sometimes it takes the wrong person for the right person to come along. I was already a Mommy so I felt I needed to be a wife. As soon as I got myself together and stopped crying I said, "Yes, Dave, I'll marry you."

"Oh my God, Tess," he said slipping the ring on my finger and standing up. "I love you," he said wrapping his arms around me.

"I love you too," I said with a smile before we shared a passionate kiss.

That was by far the best Valentine's Day of my life. I had my first child and I got engaged. It couldn't get any better than that. And although I never imagined getting proposed to in a hospital room, almost 12 hours after having a baby and wearing sweatpants it was still very romantic and the best proposal a woman could ask for. "Happy Valentine's Day," he said.

"Happy Valentine's Day!" I said with a big smile.

*A/n: So what did you think? Please review and thank-you for reading.