We had our boy name picked out for months-and potential middle names picked out for several months as well.
But something about our options just didn’t feel like enough. They didn’t feel quite right and, leading up to his birth, I spent weeks trying to come up with something different.
So the night I went into labor with our second baby boy, I sat in bed and amidst contractions, it hit me: Jonathan.
Now-I’ve never had any desire to name our kids after us. I’ve always felt like that would just make paperwork complicated someday. 🤷🏼♀️
But the thought of our son’s middle name being Jonathan warmed my heart. Just as fast as the thought had come to me, I was negotiating with my husband to let me choose the middle name, no questions asked. And here’s why:
In these first few weeks home with a newborn, my husband has been best friend, playmate, chef, potty time coordinator, dishwasher, trash handler, heavy lifter, errand runner, grocery shopper, you name it’s-he’s done it all.
On top of that, he’s comforted me as often as I’ve needed while the postpartum hormones balance out and he’s never once questioned the logic behind my tears-he just answers the call when I need him.
He’s spent late nights staying up with a fussy baby just to get me some rest.
And tomorrow, he will go back to work and come home exhausted-but he will still be the same hardworking, loving, selfless man he always is.
He’s the kind of man I’d love for my boys to be one day-the kind of husband and father I long to see my children become.
He’s a team player, a devoted partner, a loving father. He’s the kind of man I want my child to be named after because I’m confident that few husbands and dads are as devoted as our guy.
We are so incredibly blessed by his presence in our family, and I cannot wait for the day Leo asks me about his name, and I get to point out all of the ways his father serves our family-all of the ways his father is an admirable man.
Welcome to the world, Leo Jonathan, you are destined for greatness. 💕