One named months before and another just minutes.

With my first child my husband and I knew right away that we wanted an "Alex." It was easy, if it was a boy it would be "Alexander" and if it was a girl it would be "Alexandria." The middle name was easy too because my father wanted the child named after him, "Barry." Though It did become a battle for placement. eventually we all agreed that it was going the middle name. I had known many men and woman named "Barry" - all whom I loved and appreciated. Oh how easy.

My second child was different. We scoured the books. Reviewed all possible names, but just couldn't come away with something that my husband and I would agree upon. It came to the day that the baby was born. It was if this child was waiting for his name for the opening not yet big enough. Over and over my husband was reading names. He'd want one and didn't, and visa-versa. Finally we found it. One name for a girl and another for a boy. I guess the baby heard the news because just after the opening increased quickly and the boy was born. A boy named "Mitchell Ryan." I guess that he was waiting to make a grand entrance.