"A good name is more desirable than great riches..."

Proverbs 22:1, "A good name is more desirable than great riches; to be esteemed is better than silver or gold." 

When it was determined that we were having two girls, I immediately began thinking about names for the babies.  Tony's mother passed away three days after I took a home pregnancy test (which was positive).  Her name was Elizabeth.  We wanted for one of the girls to be named after her Grandma Bacon.  My grandmother, Margaret White, passed away when I was fifteen years old, and I was very close to her.  So, we decided that Elizabeth and Margaret would be in used in the names.  I already had the idea that we would call the girls "Lizzie" and "Maggie". 

Joey helped us come up with the "rest of the names."   Being a soccer fan, he really liked the name Mia (for the US soccer star), and I loved the sound of Mia Margaret.  So, we needed a first name to with Elizabeth, and Joey really liked the name Anna, so Anna Elizabeth it was. 

We decided to wait until the day of their birth to see if one name seemed to go with one girl more than the other.  Since they looked EXACTLY alike at birth, we named the first baby born Anna Elizabeth (A comes first in the alphabet), so the second baby born became Mia Margaret. 

(The background/birth story)...
     Under the supervision of my WONDERFUL obstetrician, Dr. Michael Cope, I was able to carry the girls for thirty seven weeks.  My belly was huge!!!!!!  I was on modified bed rest beginning at week 29, and then weeks 33-37 was strict bed rest.  My blood pressure got high, so I was pretty much stuck in the recliner for the last few weeks of my pregnancy.  Well, I guess except for my trips to the doctor and labor/delivery unit of the hospital.  Fortunately, the last time I was admitted, on December 26, 2006, Dr. Cope promised me that I wouldn't be discharged this time without giving birth.  Since my birthday is on December 27, he pretty much left it up to me as to whether I wanted to have the c-section on the 27th or wait until the 28th... I opted for the 28th.  I mean, the girls were going to have to share their birthday with each other, so I didn't want them to have to share it with their mother, too. 

     So, on December 28, I had a c-section.  Lizzie came first at six pounds and four ounces.  Maggie came just one minute later, weighing in at five pounds and eleven ounces.   Tony and my sister, Lesley, were in the operating room with me.  I have never felt so relieved when the NICU nurses, who were in the room on stand by, waved goodbye to me and said, "You don't need us."  Wow!   Two healthy babies... We were in awe...I guess we still are.  God is so good!

If you think our hands are full, you should see our hearts!!!!!