So last week we found out that Durrenbaby 2: Electric Boogaloo actually has a sex!
And it is…
a BOY!
Yay!
::shifty eyes::
Yeah so I went a whole week knowing the gender of my baby and forgot to blog about it. Sorry. I’m actually currently in the process of transitioning between jobs, which means I’m pulling double work duty right now, so I only kind of feel bad.
Anyway.
So, of course, the first thing people ask when they find out the sex of our baby is, “Do you have a name picked out?”
And yes, we do.
DB2EB’s name is
Case Daniel.
Gah! It’s in writing now! It’s so legit!
And naturally, after I tell people the name, they furrow their brow, assuming they didn’t hear me right and ask, “Oh. Case? Does it have a meaning?”
I kind of want to reply back with, “Nah. I just really like cases. You know, like, briefcases and beer cases and CD cases, so I thought I’d name a person after one.”
But I’m not a jerk. So I don’t say that.
We got the same thing when we named our first son Dax. I guess people just think we’re weird for the sake of being weird. But there is a method behind our weirdness, and here it is.
DAX ARTHUR:
It’s a tradition in Dan’s family to name boys with D names. (He is Dan, his dad is Don, and so on.) So when we found out we were pregnant, we scoured every baby name book we could find for a good D name. And you know what? We didn’t like a single one. Not. A. One. So we felt a little dejected.
But a few weeks later, a new kid came to our youth group and introduced himself as Dax. And as soon as the name came out of his mouth, Dan and I looked at each other and just knew — that’s our name!
According to some translations, Dax means “water”. Which is kind of eh. But in other translations, it means “leader”, which I think is an obvious fit, especially for my first born.
His middle name Arthur is the same middle name of my cousin Brian. He and I grew up so close together, basically like siblings, so I always knew that if I had a boy I wanted to name him after Brian somehow. And how rad does Dax Arthur sound?
CASE DANIEL:
So, the middle name is obvious. That’s after Dan.
But the first name… Case…
When we got pregnant this time around, we were a bit stumped. Dax was, as you now know, LITERALLY the ONLY name we liked for a boy. So, one night, we were sitting around running through other names.
“Do we have to do another D name?”
“No, we already did that. So I think we can move on to other names.”
“What names do you like?”
“I don’t know…”
And that went on for SEVERAL minutes. It got so frustrating that we started talking about something else, which led me to bring up a story involving this guy, who just happens to not only be my pastor and mentor, but also an adopted dad.
“What about Eric? You have another cousin named Eric?”
“Yeah but it doesn’t sound super great with our last name. Plus I went to high school with like five Erics and they were all jerks to me.”
“Hmm. You’re right.”
“But..but…hey, um. What do you think about Case?”
“Case?”
“Yeah…”
“I like it!”
“Me too!”
“Case Daniel?”
“Yeah!”
And that’s literally how we named our second born son after an entire family of dear friends of ours. And I am so proud of and grateful for his namesakes.
I also really like beer cases.