Not everyone has a story to tell about how they were named or how they named their children. I know I was named after both my grandmothers and I’ve always said I felt like my parents did it backwards. I never really liked my name, but honestly, if I really look at it and add in what my first name means, I would say it probably fits better than I ever realized. Or maybe I just settled into it.
I don’t have a story to tell about how we chose Adelle’s name. I started looking in a book of baby names and loved the name when I came across it. And it fits her. I know it drives her nuts to be compared to the singer, Adele, especially when people ask if she was named after her when they are roughly the same age. How that is even a question she gets baffles me, but she does. I think we all want to feel unique, even in our name.
Jaxon, on the other hand, has a perfectly beautiful story that I love to tell. His Dad and I were at a concert for the pianist, Lorie Line, before he was even conceived. She was playing and in between songs she would comment or try to include the audience. Before she played one song, she told a story about how she had written the song and recorded it on a tape that she was playing in the car for her son. When it was finished, she turned to him and asked him if he liked the song. He turned to her and said, “Mom, that’s why you’ll always be my girl.” The song was titled “Jackson’s Girl” and it was the song that played when I walked down the aisle when I married his Dad. We always knew if we had a son that we would name him Jaxon (I just didn’t ever want him to be Jack, so I changed the spelling).
Andru was a bit of a surprise and not having a name picked out, we battled quite a bit. I honestly wanted to name him Gabriel, but his Dad wasn’t having it. I finally gave in and we named him after one of his Dad’s favorite baseball players (something I swore I would never do!). To this day, I believe I was right and my son is more of a Gabriel. No one really agrees with me, and maybe he is another case like me, where he has grown into his name and it suits him now.
I’m interested to know what everyone here thinks. Do you believe names matter and we should have been named something other than what we were? Do you believe our names mean anything aside from just something to call each other?
I’m inclined to believe that names have meanings beyond what we give them and we can be inspired when we name our children. I don’t know if I’m right or wrong, but it is definitely something to think about.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G. Hill. Today’s prompt is “name”. Feel free to click the link and join the fun!