I had a completely different post planned but this came to me late last night when I couldn't sleep (thanks pregnancy insomnia!) so I had to write about it.
When we were naming Miller I really didn't ever think to use a family name. I know this may shock some people but neither myself nor Kyle have family names so it wasn't something that was sentimental to us. Our names are just names our parents liked at the time we were born. We threw around a lot of options with Miller and almost gave him a family name, for a fleeting moment, but they just didn't feel right.
So where did Miller come from?
We knew we wanted something different and not the traditional Matthew, George, Michael, etc but nothing too trendy either. Miller was one of my first choices even before I knew it was a boy but it took Kyle until about 4 weeks before his due date to finally confirm a yes. When I was a lifeguard one summer at a marina near my house I met the sweetest most adorable brown-haired blue-eyed little boy named Miller. I remember in that moment at 17 loving that name. All these years and meeting countless kids later through lifeguarding and coaching I still remembered that little boy Miller. For some reason the name stuck with me and I just couldn't shake it. I felt like I had to name a boy Miller. Kyle on the other hand just wasn't sold. Through out the whole naming process he kept saying "the name will just come to me one day." I of course wanted to punch him for this statement but since he is the father I figured I had to let him come up with his own thoughts and names in his own time. It wasn't until about 6 weeks until my due date when I was bringing up Miller with my sister and brother in law again, that my brother in law said he liked Miller as a name and then made a ridiculous joke about it. After that Kyle suddenly decided it could be back on the table. Don't ask me why it took someone else suggesting the name and then joking about it for him to like it but it did. The last week of May when I was 36 weeks pregnant is when we finally decided on his full name:
Davis is my maiden name and since my dad is the last boy in his family and he had two daughters I felt that I had to carry the name on to the next generation. I love Miller's name and I am so happy that I got to use it.
Naming a baby the second time around is much harder than I anticipated and I've felt stumped. Even before we knew it was a boy we had absolutely no names, nothing. Not even one that either of us could say ohh that could work or oh I kind of like that. Since we feel so stumped I decided to do something I never considered with Miller, I'm looking for family names. Since we don't love any family names that we know off the top of our heads we decided to dig deeper and look at great grandparents, great uncles, grandmothers maiden names, etc.
So far we have a lot of info from my side of the family but we're still digging deeper and we're working on Kyle's side of the family. Nothing has jumped out at me yet as the "one" but I feel like we're making progress and it's been really interesting learning more about my family and the earlier generations. Kyle has a lot of family from the south and I'm really loving a lot of the names for both men and women because they're unique and unisex.
When naming your kids did you use family names, or did you just use a name you liked at the time? Do you think family names are important? Has anyone tried Ancestry.com and had any luck?