Landon's Name

Kiki asked about the origin of Landons name a few weeks ago. Coco (Caroline) was named after my dearest love of a Grandmommie, a painter and lover of all things purple. Landon on the other hand was another story.

First of all I was so happy to be pregnant after my battle with infertility, I could have had triplets and been okay with it (yeah right), but instead we had one. This is amazing because we did in vitro to get Landon. This was after trying, trying more, watching everyone else get pregnant, crying, trying more, being told to just relax, doing artificial insemination, fertility drugs and praying.

Once I found out that I was indeed with child, (a phone call from the docs office), I started craving strawberry ice cream and Sunkist sodas.

"Sunkist sodas? I haven't drank them since I was in 7th grade! It must be a girl." Or so I told myself. Then I convinced everyone else I was having a girl. I was positive. So positive that when they showed me the peenie on the ultrasound I thought it was an arm.

I was devastated because I wanted a girl!!!

I got over it pretty fast because I thought of my nephew Matt who is down right adorable and gorgeous and blonde. So I was on to the names. I like family names but hubby's was full of Franks and Adolphs (Um, No!) and I was full of Henry's and Williams (like them but not my fave).

We soon came to the name Hunter, which hubs loved and I liked a lot. (notice I am not saying I love the name...) Then one day I was watching the news and behind a guy giving a press conference I saw the name Landon written over and over on a billboard. Landon. Then I thought of Landon's I knew or heard about. Travis Barkers son, some guy on the real world...I felt like I could fall in love with this name! Who would he be, this Landon? A preppy, khaki wearing, lacoste sporting, cutey! A hot lacrosse player! Landon!

Now all I had to do was convince hubby (who also used to drink Sunkist sodas by the way). I told him to close his eyes.

"Picture a fall day. It's a lacrosse field on the east coast. A bunch of lacrosse players, in uniform, are taking a knee listening to their coach after a practice. Nearby, their pile of lacrosse sticks and helmets. Across one of the lacrosse sticks reads: Landon."

He bought it. Maybe it's because we both played lacrosse and loved it. Maybe it's because he knew I was so excited about the name. Or maybe it was the Sunkist sodas. Either way, that's how we got our Landon.

xo The Mrs.