I knew a cute little girl with this name at church in Israel. A few years later, our first apartment as a married couple was on a street with the same name. I would see it and hear the name over and over again and liked more over time. This was back in early 2017, when we first started trying to have kids. I wasn't working (no work visa) and didn't know anyone in Cannes, so besides our weekend travels my thoughts during the week when I was alone all day were pretty much consumed with having a baby. I would get my hopes up every month, get excited and start daydreaming about being a mom. And this was the name I imagined for our little girl. David wasn't on board at the time because he thought it sounded "too French." It took a few years of convincing. Hidden benefit of infertility: plenty of time for David to come around. I always thought my first daughter would have this name, but she ended up being our Magnolia. If you don't remember, you can read the story ...