Taking Elle to church
for the first time, this sweet, old lady from our ward came up and said she
couldn't believe we had our baby already and wanted to see her. She commented
on how cute she was and then asked what her name was. When I told her it was “Elle”
she looked at me puzzled and I said, “Like the letter in the alphabet,” and she
said, “Well, that's interesting!” I got the same response from another woman in
our ward later on as well.
When we thought about a
name for Elle, we never thought we'd leave the hospital without a name! Leading
up to her arrival, we couldn’t agree on a name and thought we’d know as soon as
we saw her. I had names that I liked, and Marcus had a few he liked but nothing
seemed right. I had love the name “Elle” since Harper was born and we went
back-and-forth over Harper or Elle before deciding on Harper.
So after having Elle in
our home for a few days, we knew we had to go back to the hospital and fill out
the birth certificate on the third day.
We finally told ourselves, we couldn't leave our bedroom that morning
until we came up with a name. My vote was, Elle, and Marcus loved Emery. We had
thought of few different middle names, but when it came to filling out the
birth certificate both felt SO right that it seriously, pained me to leave one
name or the other off her. So I suggested Elle for a first name, and Emery as a
second. What didn’t sound right before, all of a sudden just felt perfect for
her. As soon as we left the hospital we wondered why it took us so long to
decide in the first place! She was our sweet little Elle Emery.
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