"Charlie, since it's going
to be a boy and a girl, what
should we name them?"
My mind came to a blank
as I tried to come up with
something my children
won't hate us for in their
teenage years.
"Rose? Nah, used too much.
Something beautiful, unique,
rare, with a deep meaning?
perhaps?"
I nodded.
"Who knew naming a child
has so much pressure?"
She fumbled with a book that
had names in it.
I hugged her tightly and pushed
the book out of her hands, and
planted kisses up and down
her face as she laughed, happiness
filling up her features and stress
disappearing.
