We were not really surprised.
She is named for my sister and my Aunt, joining a rich legacy of Ruth Miriams and providing increased confusion for Puerto Ricans everwhere. Growing up, on hearing “Ruthie,” my mom would go “Ruthie my sister or Ruthie my daughter?” I cannot wait to say this. Except it will be “Ruthie my aunt or Ruthie my sister or Ruthie my daughter?” At that point the speaker will have forgotten what they were going to say.
Here’s to more than we could have ever hoped or even imagined. Humbled and thankful over here – in deeper ways than ever before.