Oh my goodness! How in the world has it been one month since our sweet little guy entered the world? I feel like there are so many blog posts I wanted to have up and posted by now, but let’s be honest life happens. Between little man barely sleeping and us figuring out this new normal I haven’t had the brain power to write or publish any blogs, until today!
So, what’s in a name you ask?
It turns out the pressure of naming a child is pretty crazy. When we found out we were having a boy we knew that we wanted a strong name, but also wanted it to be special. We wanted it to have meaning.
We knew we had a middle name, so we started there. Blair’s father passed his middle name, Allen, to his eldest son, Blair’s middle brother passed his middle name, Jade, to his eldest son so it only seemed appropriate for Blair to pass his middle name to our first born son. Michael it was.
Of course we knew the last name so then it was a matter of finding the perfect first name, that didn’t create a ridiculous monogram, to fit the rest of his name. The more we thought about it we decided to go with a B name so that our little man and his daddy could share initials too.
Do you know how tricky it is to find a good B name that has character, but isn’t trendy. A name that can stand alone, but isn’t boring (for lack of a better word). After a lot of thought and research we ended up with three names that we kept tossing around, but when it came to Barrett it fit. It just felt right.
What sealed the deal is the fact that Blair is my Blair Bear so the sound of Barrett lending itself to bear was another nod to my sweet husband. A nickname that carries with it the heart of a gentle giant that truly gives the best hugs. Since Blair was getting his mini-me my monogram loving, family picture coordinating heart was falling in love even before we met our little bear. 🙂
We hope that our little BMF will grow up to have so many of the wonderful qualities and characteristics of Mr. BMF. Most importantly we hope that he finds his place in this big crazy world. A place of comfort and grace that is at the same time courageous and brave. We hope that he always remembers his roots, but spreads his wings. Blair and I pray for a heart that serves the Lord and a tongue that speaks kindness. Above all we pray that we fill his little soul with a love that is greater than we are.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. …And now these three remain: Faith, Hope, and Love. But the greatest of these is Love.
– 1 Corinthians 13: 4-8, 13
Barrett Michael Frederick we love you so very much.