Hey friends. :) I'm a little giddy this morning.
Mostly because it's the weekend, and Nate gets to hang out with me during the day.
And also because Nate is almost done with this new degree he's been working on for 2 years for work (only one more week!).
And also because we HAVE a NAME! :)
It's been a pretty funny process, picking a name for baby dos. We just struggled so greatly with it because we wanted something that went with Wesley, that had meaning or uniqueness, but wasn't too weird and not overly used. You all know my crazy love for books and stories, etc....and I desperately wanted a name to go with my own imagination and passionate love for reading.
Well the other day I stepped up to our family library and raked through the hundreds of books that we have lining our shelves. I looked and looked and discovered what I was seeking: the author in whom we have the most books.
C.S. Lewis won by a landslide.
We have about 30 books of his. About 25 are together on one shelf, and the rest are spaced out between other fiction/nonfiction books. Granted, a few are doubled (meaning, I read the nonsense out of Till We have Faces and went and bought a second copy and I also have two Dawn Treader's because I've read the stuffing out of that one as well) The others who were in the running were Max Lucado, Madeleine L'Engle, JK Rowling, Franklin Dixon, & Francine Pascal)
Anyways, I got struck by lighting!
Well...I got extremely excited about the thought of having a son named "Lewis" after one of my most cherished authors. He has delighted my soul since I began reading his work from the age of 13. I have read, re-read, fidgeted, prayed, and dreamed about the stories and theology that he has weaved through my heart all these years. Why not?
I suggest it to Nate. He liked it...but not really for a first name. We mulled it around for a little while, and I finally began to agree that it was a wonderful name, but I don't know that I wanted it as the first name.
So yesterday, Nate was lying on the living room floor scouring his phone for possible names (babynames.com) and Wesley and I were sitting at the kitchen table having an afternoon snack, when Nathan mentioned a few names. One of them made us stop and say "I like it" and laugh about how easy that was. We said it a few times combined with Lewis and laughed again at how natural and easy it sounded. We just kept repeating it, and getting Wesley to say it too, and said it some more to eachother.
Just like with Wesley, when we said his full name, we laughed out loud at how well it made sense.
And just like with Wesley, there really was no real meaning or action for choosing it except that we liked it. Wesley happens to be a character in a book that I love. Spencer happens to be in a book that I love. Both names are English, and both are not on the top 100 list of baby names :) Which was a prerequisite of mine. Haha
Both boys' middle names happen to be meaningful to us. Thomas is Wesley's Poppy's middle name (my dad's) and I've always loved it. And Lewis is for C.S. Lewis....who's like a beloved grandfather to me. Haha....maybe not, but I do love it and him. I used to say that if CS Lewis had ever met me, he would love me. Is that arrogant to say? :) Maybe it is, but I don't care. Whenever I read his letters to the children, I find myself feeling like he is writing directly to me.
Anyways, there really is no rhyme or reason in choosing a name for your child. It's not an easy process, it's a sometimes sweaty, grueling process; choosing something that will be with them for a lifetime.
Anyways, little baby in my tummy, Spencer it is. And we've loved you from the moment we discovered you were growing inside and we can't wait to hold you and share in the adventure of life with you!
Last night, Wesley was hugging my tummy before bed and asking how the baby was doing. I think he's going to be an amazing big brother. I can't wait to live in a house of boys :):)