Friday, September 12, 2014
Stella Rae - how she finally got her name
It's no secret that we had absolutely no idea what we were going to name our little babe while I was pregnant. And truth be told, we didn't actually settle on a name until she was a few days old.
Girl names are difficult for us. We have a mile long list of boy names. We have the next however many boys already named (if God so chooses to bless us with more boys). But with girls, we struggle. Isaac and Eli are obviously biblical and the plan was to have all biblical names.
That didn't happen.
And no offense to any ladies with bible names, we just aren't huge fans of any of the female names in the bible.
When we finally agreed that we weren't going to stick to the bible theme we were able to come up with 5 names. Five. That's it. And honestly, we weren't totally excited about all five. They were just the best we could come up with. How horrible does that sound? I was seriously thinking this little lady would never have a name. She'd just be "baby girl Bridges" for the rest of her life.
Thankfully that didn't happen.
I'm not going to share the names though. I know, I'm such a party-pooper. Sorry.
But it came down to this: Ben and I both picked our favorite of the 5 (obviously we each picked ones that we each had contributed) and we had planned to choose one or the other once she was born.
That didn't happen.
Instead, on either day 2 or 3 we finally had a conversation about needing to decide on a name. And even though Stella was not either of our first choices, in fact it was toward the bottom of our original list of 5, when we looked at her, we saw Stella. The reason the name ended up on our list to begin with is because it was the only female name we had been able to come up with over the past 4 years or so when we talked about having a girl- because, you know, it's always a possibility.
Shortly after she was born I remember thinking to myself, "she really looks like Stella and I didn't want to name her that. I wanted to name her _____ !!" When Ben and I talked about it, turns out he had been thinking the exact same thing.
Isn't that funny?
So it was decided. Stella it was and Stella it would be. And not for any particular reason other than we like the name and it fits her. Stella, from the word stellar, meaning star. (And how funny that when you write her name with the middle initial it's Stella R. That was not intentional.)
Her middle name is my mother's middle name. All of our children have family middle names and we both agreed that Rae just fit so well with Stella. And Rae is Scottish for grace (I'm part Scottish on my mother's side). Perfect. She is, in so many ways, a beautiful picture of God's grace for us. We did not deserve her. And yet here she is. We did not deserve to get such an easy, sweet baby. And yet here she is.
And so there you have it, our sweet sweet Stella Rae.