It took months of careful thought and lots of vetoing (on Todd’s part), but we have finally decided on a name for our little girl. Turns out, that wasn’t even the hard part. Once we had the first and middle name together, it just felt right. But agreeing on how to spell the darn thing was a different task.
Finally though, we have her name and here it is…
We chose this name mostly because, well, we like it.
But it has a little special meaning too.
Iris is the Tennessee state flower, where Todd and I were both born.
Delle was my grandmother’s middle name. She was one of my favorite people in the whole wide world and she passed away shortly after I found out I was pregnant. My hope is that Iris can have a slice of her name and perhaps a slice of her sweet, quirky personality too. With the genes she’s getting though, I’m sure quirky will be no trouble at all.
