His name

- this week it's all about Micha, who's 6 months old, hurray! -

I've always seen myself as a girls mama. 

Whenever I imagined life with a baby it would be with a little girl. 

She'd have my blue eyes and fair skin and her papa's dark brown, almost black, hair. 

I would dress her up in the cutest little dresses. 

Her name would be beautiful and feminine and sophisticated. 

I couldn't wait for her to happen.

We waited and prayed and went to hospitals and clinics for almost four years, and then, on a November day in 2011, it finally happened. We were expecting a baby.

But from the very first moment I had a feeling, you can call it a mothers instinct or just a guess, but I knew with my whole being that I wasn't carrying a baby girl.

This baby would not be a daughter but our son, and I was so excited.

All the dreams of pink and ruffles were swept aside and in their place came thoughts and visions of our son.

And his name would be Micha.

We agreed on that almost instantly. 

It was like we didn't even have a choice, 

that was his name, and that's what we would call him.

His name means 'Who is like God?' And it is so right and fitting for our situation. 

The doctors and specialists could only do so much to help us conceive a child, and we are so grateful for their knowledge and help, but they couldn't give us life. 

Only God could give us what we longed for, and he did. There is none like Him!

We experienced first hand how great and powerful our God is.

My prayer for Micha is that he may experience it in his life as well. I pray that his name will not only be just that, a name, but will be a constant reminder to him and to us that he has a great God who loves him so much!

And that little girl? She's so very welcome, if and whenever she decides to come. And her name will have a great meaning as well. I'm sure of that!

Love, Maria

p.s. If you have kids, what are their names? Do they have a special meaning?

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