AUTHOR: Carolyn Savage | POSTED: 10/14/14 9:24 PM
CATEGORIES: 1015 The River, Blog, pregnancy, Pregnant at 45, Recipes
I received an email today from a loyal reader asking me if I’d gone “off the grid”. It made me chuckle because I’m not exactly “off ” the grid. I’m more like “under” the grid. And, the grid isn’t so much a grid. It’s more of an onslot of book edits, a pile of laundry and never ending doctor’s appointments that seem to be usurping my schedule in a way that isn’t allowing me to spend the time in this space that I’d like. Plus…I’m friggin’ tired. And I’m huge. I’m probably tired because I’m huge. Or maybe I’m huge because I’m tired. It’s a chicken/egg thing.
Bottom line is I’m alive…my pregnancy is well…and I’m profusely sorry for leaving anyone hanging.
I do have to say I always love it when one of my readers notices I’m missing. It makes me feel safe because sometimes I actually wonder how long it would take Sean to notice if I was MIA–he’s a busy guy. It’s good to know Debbie Schaaf has my back. Thanks, friend.
This past weekend Sean and I attended my cousin’s wedding in Chicago. It was a quick overnight trip that gave us some alone time to talk about important stuff. Like, how the hell did I end up 45 and pregnant. (The miraculous conception of 2014 is still baffling to us.) And, since the inevitability of this little guy is really starting to sink in, we’d better figure out what the heck we’re going to name him. Because he needs a name. And we’ve got nothing.
Sean and I have a history of not giving the topic of names for our children due diligence. I think our lackadaisical attitude about baby names started with the best of intentions. When I was pregnant with our oldest Sean refused to discuss names before he was born. “You wouldn’t name a dog before you saw it. Why would you name a kid before you saw it?” This was Sean’s mantra and I went along with it assuming that I’d develop a short list of favorties and surely after he witnessed the pain and agony of childbirth he’d let me name the kid whatever I damn well pleased.
You know what? I was right. Our first son entered this world shortly after I ripped a belt loop from Sean’s jeans during transition labor and out of respect–or possibly fear–Sean let me name him. No questions asked.
Naming Drew was easy. I’d loved the name Andrew…shortened to Drew…my entire life. That being said, we still managed to dodge a bullet that evening after our L&D nurse gently pointed out that we should consider our son’s initials before we went ahead with Andrew Sean Savage.
That’s why he is Andrew (because I’d always loved the name Drew but wanted a saint’s name) John (after Sean’s dad and also because we didn’t want his initials to be ASS) Savage.
Naming our second child followed a similar pattern. We didn’t know our baby’s gender but I knew if it was a boy we’d be going with another name I’d spent my high school years scribbling on the back sides of my notebooks. Again, Sean wouldn’t discuss the name during our pregnancy. And, again, after nearly losing my life during an emergency c-section I was granted unchallenged naming rights.
That’s why our second son is Ryan (because I love the name) Sean (because I love his daddy) Savage.
Mary Kate’s full name is Mary Kathleen Savage. She is named after Sean’s mother which was truly a heartfelt gesture that conjured all kinds of warm fuzzies until my mom came to the hospital and asked me a trick question. “Um…Carolyn, did you pick Mary Kate because you liked the name or did you pick it because you wanted to name her after Sean’s mom?”
I was like a deer in headlights because I honestly didn’t know if there was a satisfactory answer. After a few second hesitation I threw a hail Mary and went with, “Uh…we liked the name?” Which seemed to do the trick.
It’s also why one of the twins is named Reagan (after the president) Linda (after my mother) Savage.
As for the other twin’s name.. Well that’s where our lack of appropriate planning bit us…or me…in the arse. First off let me rattle off a couple of excuses. Naming twins is hard. Naming twins of the same gender is harder. And, lastly naming babies when there’s a third party with a well-earned equal vote makes the process kind of crazy. You see, we gave Jennifer a say in the girl’s names. It only seemed fitting. She was birthing them so she got a voice–and a veto.
Here’s the thing. She and I were always in agreement. Sean was the fly in the ointment. We liked Harper. Sean said no. Sean liked Stephanie. We said no. We all liked Reagan but couldn’t agree on an equally balanced name from the contemporary genre. As a result, I scribbled out a list of ten favorites on the back of a Lowe’s receipt about an hour before Jennifer’s c-section and we agreed to reconvene once her anesthesia had worn off and the good drugs had set in.
It seemed like a decent plan until Baby B, who was full term and weighed a whopping 6#15 ounces refused to breath after birth. Gone were the visions of all of us sitting in Jennifer’s postpartum room contemplating names, replaced instead by an emergency transport team that worked quickly at moving our baby girl to a hospital with a NICU. It was an unexpected and very chaotic development that somehow ended in Baby B being given a name that wasn’t on anyone’s radar.
Hence, she is named Isabella (I have no idea why) Jennifer (after her guardian angel) Savage.
So…fast forward to crunch time. We are T-minus six weeks and counting. Sean and I have kicked around a few possibilites for this little guy but nothing has really resonated. Drew and Ryan think they get a say, but so far all they have come up with is “Steele”. Um…not happening. They’ve accepted the fact that their first suggestion has been vetoed but continue to insist their little bro has a name that is a little “kick ass“.
And that, my friends, is where you come in. Sean and I are looking for a little inspiration. Give us your best…your most distinguished…most creative and beloved suggestions. And don’t forget…the name has to be a little “kick ass” too.
There are bonus points for explaining why the name is so awesome.
We can’t wait to see what you come up with.
A few recent pics from our family.
If you are looking for the recipe for candy corn bark I talked about on 101.5 The River with Rick and Mary Beth click HERE.