I’ve always thought that naming your baby was one of the biggest privileges of having a child. Lets face it, you mess that up and your journey into parenthood hasn’t exactly gotten off to a good start! I’ve researched my fair share of baby names simply because I love finding out the meaning of a name. I remember the day, way, way back in 2001, B and I had first started dating and I discovered that my name means “spear ruler” and B’s name means “spear”. I literally rule over him… hah. Clearly we were meant to be together. When it came to us choosing our baby girls names, we stepped outside the box a little. I realise I don’t use their names on the blog and I’ve never explained why.
It’s simple really – it’s a somewhat veiled attempt to give them some sort of anonymity while I open the door wide to our family life. They didn’t ask for me to write about the good days and the bad days we have, or to plaster some raw realities of our lives on the internet for the world to read. Blogging can be very personal and honest, so I’d rather some of that honesty, which may or may not embarrass or annoy them, wasn’t tracked back to them via an Internet search of their name in years to come. Logical or not, that’s why I don’t use their names.
And so back to the pleasure of naming our little Goose and our little Bean.
Naming A was an honor when she was born. We chose a name that stood out, was unique, somewhat quirky and interesting. To look at her now, there is no way she could be called anything else. Naming her little sister, D, (who will always be considered Little Bean to me), was exciting. Again we chose a name many would not consider and a unisex name at that. It already suits her, along with her incredibly feminine and classic second name. If I have you intrigued, you can check out this Tweet to find out Little Bean’s fancy moniker. And I’ll figure out a way to impart A’s name to you without it being connected to the blog.
But there are always people that question your choice. Especially if it’s unusual, a little obscure, not the norm. Our girls names are, like I said, a little outside the box and we have had eyebrows raised and questions asked. Admittedly, there was a point with D that we started to question our choice because of these reactions. But we love her name so much that, after a few days, we ignored the questions and somewhat disapproving faces.
I believe a name should be celebrated. There is a reason we gave our daughters their names. Names they should be proud of. Names that will grow with them as they become strong, independent and magnificent women. Names that sit, wrapped around my heart.
As with A, we loved the idea of getting a special book with D’s name emblazoned on it. A book that she would hold forever as it told the story of her name. A book that is as old as her and one that she will have forever.
And that’s where “The Magic of my Name” comes in. I had come across this book on Facebook and loved the idea of course. A book that has the same premise but is different to the one her big sister has. But still a book that she will have forever.
“The Magic of my Name” is, simply put, so so beautiful. Beautifully made, incredibly written with a gorgeous story, and stunning illustrations. All made for your little one, sharing the special meaning of their name. I love that D will always have this book and I hope she will hold on to it forever and love the story with the same sense of pride that she will have for her name.
“The Magic of my Name” is brought to us by The Story Tailors who say “In “The magic of my name” each letter of the child’s name receives a certain character trait and behind every trait there is a little adventure. What is so special about our books is that the entire story is based on the individuals name and therefore brings a unique element to the book. We aim to motivate children to read and to make every single one of them proud of their names.”
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*This is a collaborative post. We were offered a copy of “The Magic of my Name”. All opinions are honest and whole heartedly mine*