While Jeff and I were engaged, we talked about having kids, how many we wanted, and names we liked. The first boy name each of us had in mind, but hadn't told each other, was Noah. And we just knew our first child would be a boy (we didn't want to find out via ultrasound), and we named him Noah. His name means peace and comfort. It fits him perfectly.
Noah was 8 months old when we found out we were pregnant with Carter. We did find out by the ultrasound that we were having a boy, and I think we came up with his name pretty quickly. My best friend Jen had a friend named Carter and he's our age and I just thought it was a cool name. I told her to ask him if he liked his name (I wasn't sure if it was one of those names that is cutesy for a baby, but not so fun as an adult.) He said he loved his name, and hubby and I really loved it, too.
Carter means "transporter" and "maker of carts" and he does love cars and anything on wheels actually... if that means anything? I think I read somewhere once that it also means "introspective," which is very fitting, too. Anyone that meets Carter will agree that he is such a Carter!
Gray's name was much more difficult for us. We again found out we would be having another boy and hubby and I just couldn't agree on a name. I got one of those 50,001 Baby Names books and would write down a new set of names each night. Hubby dreaded it. He hated every name I came up with. I am serious when I say I really liked the name Tazo (it means third son!) and hubby thought I had just about lost it. We could call him
A couple weeks before my due date, I was emailing my Aunt Diane in
The very last name on the list was Grayson. I just liked it immediately. I then had a feeling that Jeff would hate it, so I almost didn't even mention it. (He was getting pretty annoyed by this time at all the names I was coming up with.) I remember him at the top of the stairs as I came up and suggested the name. He gave a cute look and said, "And we could we call him Gray?" I said I liked that. He did, too. Then we agreed not to tell anyone until he was born, and we wanted to meet him first before we officially decided his name. We didn't want to hear anyone else's opinion about it either!
Less than a week later, our little Gray was born. I was so glad we had a name for him! Grayson literally means "son of a gray haired man." But, my mother-in-law interpreted the meaning as "the Lord's son" ... saying who is The gray haired one? The Ancient of Days. I like that meaning!
He's such a Gray... and we didn't even end up getting his name out of that book of 50,001 baby names! But, I love the special way we came up with all of our boys' names.
Tazo's obviously out if we ever had another boy. Hmmm... wonder what names mean 4th son? (Just kidding, hubby! Well, kinda...)