when we started talking babies, we naturally talked names. one name we landed on unanimously almost immediately? Hazel. (truth be told, i was hoping josh would love it.)
growing up, i had a great aunt (totally not my aunt, but close enough) named hazel. i always thought it was the cutest name…appropriate, because she was the cutest lady. barely 5 foot tall, always looked her sunday best and she always told it like it was.
with every pregnancy in the family, i hoped against hope that no one picked hazel. thankfully, when we confirmed we were having a girl, the memo went viral throughout the family; i’d finally get my hazel.
funny note 1: it turns out, josh has a hazel way back on his side, too!
funny note 2: with josh’s family being italian and my love for the country, i really wanted something that sort of translated to the language. since i knew i wanted “hazel” i googled what hazel was in italian….nocciola. i giggled when i saw this and thought, “that’s weird..it’s also my favorite gelato flavor.” and then it hit me. duh. hazel…hazelnut. now our p nut. perfect.
it took us a bit longer for a middle name. we wavered between 2 options but ultimately landed on james. since hazel was very “old”, we wanted something to make it feel a little more modern. james is a name deeply rooted in my family with it being my dad and oldest brother’s middle names as well as my great uncle’s name.
so, in case you were curious, that’s where it came from!
and if you were wondering, i already had my first “is that a boy or a girl? a boy and a girl name confused me.” seriously?