The way I found out I was pregnant is a funny little story. Literally, within a week of conception, while watching Avatar with Matt, I polished off a GINORMOUS burrito by myself.
Horrified, I waited for the inevitable stomach ache and instead felt hungry a mere twenty minutes later. I didn’t say anything to Matt at that moment but knew there could only be one explanation. I was officially a bottomless pit for the the entire next year!
When we were choosing names, I kept thinking about how Nico was an unexpected blessing in our life. Something we didn’t even know we could have, something we didn’t even dare to want. We imagined making the choice to have another child would be filled with more doctor’s visits, infertility clinics, acupuncture appointments and stress. Just the thought of it exhausted us. But Nico simply appeared and we said yes.
I looked for synonyms for “unexpected blessing” in an online thesaurus one day and found the word boon. I love the way it sounds and all that it implies… and so it is Nico’s middle name. A friend of mine says that blessings are things that are so good, so unexpected, they can’t be found on a list, or wished for in the traditional ways. They are blessings precisely because they are better than you could have imagined. They come to us when we’re not paying attention, when we are not in control, when there is room for magic…