I must admit, Parnell and I have had a girl and boy's name picked out long before we knew we were expecting.  As many couples do (don't lie), we discussed the matter of names on a long car ride one day pre-pregnancy.  It was just one of those "life planning" discussions that pop up here and there. 
We both knew we wanted children, yes, but naming them was an entirely different conversation. 

I, like many females I know, had "the name" should I have a daughter one day.  My very first client at my very first job out of college had this name and I just loved it (and her-she was adorable).   Ironically enough, I have never had a boy name I held dear or cared to fight for but my girl name...Parnell just had to like it...he just had to. There was no other option for me. 

As we drove, he asked "well what is this girl name that I just have to like?" 


Silence...long silence...

"I like that..."

It was at this moment that we saw a billboard out of my passenger side window on the highway that read "Got Baby?" and was an advertisement for the local hospital.  The next billboard...literally the next one was an advertisement for a new housing development that read "Mercer Estates." 

The sign of all signs (literally).

We decided right then and there, that should we ever be blessed with a babe and should that babe be a girl, Mercer Parnell she would be. 

When we found out we were pregnant, and indeed expecting a girl, we started to crack down on finding the perfect middle name for our new addition.  It was extremely important to me that the middle name stem from a family member or family name and not just be a "filler" or name we just happened to like. No matter what names were tossed around, we always came back to Kelly.

Kelly was my cousin who sadly passed away and who I think of often.  With my aunt and uncle's extremely meaningful blessing, we knew we had the perfect middle name for Mercer. 

Mercer Kelly Parnell she would be. 

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