Sunday, December 11, 2011

Family Photos... Warning: Picture Overload!

Just wanted to remind you what our pics from last year looked like.




Just in case you forgot how cute my baby was in 2010.


Oh family pictures how I love you. I'm working to get to a place where I can have our pictures done more often. I would do them every month if I could but that would be a little rough on our budget right now so once a year will have to do. Farrah's birthday is in December so it just happens to work out to get our Christmas pictures/Farrah's birthday pictures done in one swoop. Probably one of the few advantages of having a December birthday :)

For reasons I don't really feel like getting into, I can't post these pictures on facebook and I'm super bummed because they turned out amazing and I want to proudly post them on my page and update my profile pic, but alas, my blog will have to do. Everyone that really matters anyways reads my blog right? ;)

So here they are in all their glory. A huge thank you to Gustavo Fernandez who took these pictures. He has an amazing talent and if you're in the bay area I would definitely recommend him. www.gustavofernandez.com






































Saturday, December 3, 2011

What's in a name?






2 years ago today, at 3:25pm Farrah Lynn came into the world and forever changed our lives. She has taught me about selflessness, patience, and what true joy is. I thank my lucky stars everyday that God chose us to be her parents. We are truly blessed.


I received a suggestion from my Mother-in-law that I blog about Farrah's name. It hadn't occurred to me that I never really explained how her name came about, and the significance behind it. And what better day to explain how Farrah became "Farrah" than on her birthday.


Soon after we found out I was having a girl, we were up late one night watching TV. On came a show that many of you may know on MTV.... 16 and pregnant. I know... classy, right? It was the first season and a new show and the episode that came on was following the story of a high schooler named Farrah. "Hmmm.... what do you think of the name Farrah?" I asked hubbs. He thought about it for a second and I thought he was going to say it was "Ok" which I knew was code for I hate it but instead he said, "I think I like it!" So we decided to put it on our list. But for some reason after that, no other name seemed to compare. I became drawn to that name. I knew I didn't want to name her something super popular so that she would go to school with 5 other girls with the same name. I also knew I didn't want to name her something totally made up or weird so Farrah seemed like the perfect compromise. Something unique, yet something people would know how to pronounce and have heard of before (although trust me people still manage to butcher it... not sure what rock they've been living under.)

So when I was about 6 months pregnant we decided that the baby that was cookin in my belly was undoubtedly Farrah. I looked up the meaning of the name and it was "ironsmith." First coincidence. It just so happens that Ironsmith is the translation of our last name which is an Armenian name. I've also always had a thing about horse shoes. I believe they bring me good luck so I have a couple horse shoe necklaces that I wear when I need extra luck, so now I think of Miss Farrah as my good luck charm.


Now to back track a little bit. Back in December of 2005 my maternal grandmother passed away. It had been a rough couple years for her and I hadn't seen her in about 2 years and we were very close. Her passing was very sudden and unexpected. She was in the horse business and went to horse shows and was a very successful trainer. She probably had hundreds of horses in her lifetime. So when I was about 8 months pregnant my aunt called and said she heard I was naming our girl Farrah. I said that we were and she said, "did you do that because of Grams? (my grandma)" I didn't know what she was referring to and she then explained that in my Grandma's life with all of her horses, her favorite one was named Farrah. I had never heard of this before so it took me by surprise but I know now that all of this was leading up to the biggest nudge from above when Farrah was born.


I was due November 29th. Farrah had other plans and decided to hold on until just the right moment. Farrah was born December 3rd, 2009. 4 years to the day from the day my Grandmother passed away. That day seemed like everything came full circle and I knew my grandma was there that day looking down with pride at her first great-grandchild.


As if there weren't enough coincidences, when Farrah was about a year old I was thumbing through an US magazine (again, classy I know) and there was an article about the girls from the show 16 and pregnant. They talked about the girl Farrah that started the whole thought process about the name. I had never heard her full name before.... I just knew her as Farrah. Turns our her full name is Farrah Abraham. Abraham is my husbands name.


So there's something special about this name.... about this girl. I know she's destined for great things. So people as all the time if I named her after Farrah Fawcett (who passed away right before she was born.) It's much more complex than that and I don't have time to go into it, so sometimes I say yes, sometimes I say it was someone else. I recently asked my husband, what if we had never seen that show? Or if it didn't exist? What would we have named our daughter. And he replied "Farrah." I think I agree. It just seems like she was destined to have this name.


So happy 2nd birthday my sweet Farrah. You are loved by so many people. Those who have passed on and those who are still with us.