The universe has its way of surprising me.
Upon arriving home last night, my little girl surprised me with her new name. I heard her yaya call her ‘”Jahjah” so I wondered, who’s Jahjah? I gently scooped Sonnet up into my arms and asked her, “Be, who’s Jahjah?” Sonnet pointed to herself.
I don’t remember calling my sweet angel “Jahjah” so I asked yaya why Sonnet calls herself that and the former tells me, since Sonnet’s first name is Janaelah she thought Jahjah would be the perfect nick.
Although I initially didn’t like the new name, I’m sort of starting to like it especially when Sonnet reacts to it. Most of us, after all, come in different names. As a little girl, I was identified as Nini. When I started school everybody in the classroom would call me Antonette, my teachers and classmates alike. When I started working, colleagues would call me the same and when they got tired of it they’d cut it short to Net or Toni.
Some preferred to call me Ann, which is really uncomfortable. I feel like a nun whenever I’m called by this name. I don’t mean that in a bad way. I’m just honest to say that I’m no goody two shoes. Before my professional life, I was but since exposed to the real world I’ve long forgotten how it is to be a meek lamb who’d give in to anybody. Let’s face it, there are more evil than good on earth.
I’m open to the fact that someday my little Sonnet will make her own choices in life. She’ll face her own trials or obstacles on the way and there’s no way I could control the events that would come her way. But as her mother, I would never leave her side. I’ll be here to guide her through anything.
People can call her Sonnet, Janaelah, jahjah, or even Net. But to me, she’s always going to be the sweetest Bebe in the entire world;)
By the way, a friend sent me this important link. If you have time, maybe you can do something for the little angel here http://www.katrina.heavenmind.com/history.html