I'm always curious to hear how people come up with their children's names. I remember a saying that it's best to choose a name that you're not ashamed to yell across the playground (cause that's EXACTLY what you'll be doing). "Milton! It's time to go!" just doesn't quite sound right, not to mention the ridicule that poor child will face from his peers.
Like many pre-teen girls, I read "The Babysitter's Club" book series in late elementary school. Only one of the girls had a steady boyfriend whose name was Logan. I loved the name then and continued to see the name through the years. It means "from the little hollow" and is a beautiful Gaelic name. Thankfully, Kevin liked the name too and that was our only choice for our first son's name. I wanted Logan to have Kevin's middle name of James (my dad's first name as well) and there you have it!
Coming up with a name for our second son was more difficult. Shortly after Logan was born, Kevin mentioned that he wished we would have considered Matthew for Logan's middle name. It was a little late, but Matthew was a good middle name if we had another son, I just thought it was too common for a first name. Bryson was our first choice, but a lady at Kevin's work named her son Bryson and we couldn't be copy cats! Next was my personal favorite, Tristan. That was quickly vetoed by pretty much everyone in my family, including Kevin. Too feminine sounding. Maybe one day I can have a golden retriever and name him Tristan! Anyway, we told everyone that we were not going to reveal our boy and girls names until the sonogram where we found out the sex. Mainly because we hadn't made up our minds yet! Finally, Kevin and I sat down and looked through a baby name website under the C's. The name Colin/Collin stood out from the page. Bingo! Kevin didn't care either way how we spelled it. I chose Collin with the two ll's because I didn't want our child to go through life with people asking, "So...is it Colon or Collin" (thanks Colin Powell)!
What is interesting about the names we chose is that our boys actually look like their names! Kevin said the boys must have heard their names in the last few weeks of the pregnancy and worked on their features to match their given names.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
I gave in and started a blog!
I've been told that I should share the stories of the crazy/embarassing things my two preschool-age boys do. This will also be a fun way to document the life of my family before the years fade those funny memories away. I hope that I can keep up with the posts, so we'll see.
A little background for those of you new to my world...
My husband, Kevin, and I met online (yes I said online) around 1998. It wasn't an eHarmony thing, just two youngsters goofing off in chat rooms on AOL. I was in Texas, he was in Pennsylvania. A girl halfway across the country wouldn't get him into any trouble (ha ha). Kevin got a job in Virginia after college and we continued to keep in touch. Come winter 2001, I finally gave him my phone number and heard the voice of the guy I had been talking to via e-mail, letters, and IM. He wanted to visit me and I agreed to show him around. Kevin was unhappy at his job in Virgina and was looking to move to either Texas or Colorado. It was initially the excuse for a vacation/scoping the area for job availablilty. Kevin flew to DFW in July and I greeted him with my dad in tow (just in case he was an ax murderer). I was 19 and he was 22. Needless to say, we clicked. In October 2001, Kevin followed his heart (totally him) and threw caution to the wind (which is totally NOT him) and moved here with a loan and no job. I couldn't be happier to have him here with me! We got engaged in August 2003 and after I graduated college, we married on May 14th, 2005.
Then came the boys...
Kevin and I wanted to start a family in the first couple of years of our marriage. After several months of trying, exactly a year after our wedding, I became pregnant. Both of us had a feeling I was carrying a boy and sure enough, from the 20-week ultrasound, there was no doubt that little being in my belly had a pee pee. How the heck was I going to raise a boy? I'm an only child and had ZERO experience with boys!
On January 23rd, 2007, my water broke while I was in bed (almost two weeks before my due date) and 24 hours later, Logan James was born, big feet and all!
We wanted another one (and I actually enjoyed being pregnant), so we started trying again when Logan was 11 months old assuming it would take awhile to get pregnant again. I got pregnant the first try! We found out another boy was on the way and I was officially outnumbered. Collin Matthew arrived Labor Day Weekend on August 31st, 2008. I had been on modified bed rest because of "threatened pre-term labor" for 5 weeks prior to his arrival and was beyond thankful that he was full-term at birth. I had two adoring "mommy fans" and our family was complete!
A little background for those of you new to my world...
My husband, Kevin, and I met online (yes I said online) around 1998. It wasn't an eHarmony thing, just two youngsters goofing off in chat rooms on AOL. I was in Texas, he was in Pennsylvania. A girl halfway across the country wouldn't get him into any trouble (ha ha). Kevin got a job in Virginia after college and we continued to keep in touch. Come winter 2001, I finally gave him my phone number and heard the voice of the guy I had been talking to via e-mail, letters, and IM. He wanted to visit me and I agreed to show him around. Kevin was unhappy at his job in Virgina and was looking to move to either Texas or Colorado. It was initially the excuse for a vacation/scoping the area for job availablilty. Kevin flew to DFW in July and I greeted him with my dad in tow (just in case he was an ax murderer). I was 19 and he was 22. Needless to say, we clicked. In October 2001, Kevin followed his heart (totally him) and threw caution to the wind (which is totally NOT him) and moved here with a loan and no job. I couldn't be happier to have him here with me! We got engaged in August 2003 and after I graduated college, we married on May 14th, 2005.
Then came the boys...
Kevin and I wanted to start a family in the first couple of years of our marriage. After several months of trying, exactly a year after our wedding, I became pregnant. Both of us had a feeling I was carrying a boy and sure enough, from the 20-week ultrasound, there was no doubt that little being in my belly had a pee pee. How the heck was I going to raise a boy? I'm an only child and had ZERO experience with boys!
On January 23rd, 2007, my water broke while I was in bed (almost two weeks before my due date) and 24 hours later, Logan James was born, big feet and all!
We wanted another one (and I actually enjoyed being pregnant), so we started trying again when Logan was 11 months old assuming it would take awhile to get pregnant again. I got pregnant the first try! We found out another boy was on the way and I was officially outnumbered. Collin Matthew arrived Labor Day Weekend on August 31st, 2008. I had been on modified bed rest because of "threatened pre-term labor" for 5 weeks prior to his arrival and was beyond thankful that he was full-term at birth. I had two adoring "mommy fans" and our family was complete!
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