The first thing I did when we solidified his name was order brother shirts. When I saw these I knew they were perfect. If you can recall, Brady is obsessed with trash trucks and all things trash. His eyes lit up so bright when I showed it to him! I literally tear up thinking about them wearing them or Brady walking into the hospital to meet his little bother.
We were not looking for a B name by any means but once we found it, we felt it was right. Then, I looked up the meaning and I was sold.
His name means blessed.
After all that we have endured the past few years and in the beginning of this pregnancy when I didn't think we'd make it this far, I think it's perfectly fitting for him. Scott will be his middle name after my Brother-in-law who passed last March.
Now, we just need him to be here!