I am a wife, a mama, a daughter, sister and friend. For every hat I wear, I have a different name. My husband Victor calls me T. My parents call me Nini. When we were younger, my brother called me Sissy. And I’ve answered to many other nicknames over the years with close friends.
When we became pregnant in 2016 with our first child, Victor and I didn’t have too difficult of a time choosing a name. We both loved the elegance and uniqueness of the name ‘Xavier’, and had long before decided that our first son would share his (and his grandfather’s) middle name, Lawrence. On September 29, in what I can only call the darkest moment of our lives thus far, our sweet Xavier was born at 21 weeks and 4 days. His short ten minutes of life continue to echo in every corner of mine.
This little endeavor is in his honor. For his namesake.