Like I said, this whole “having another girl” situation completely threw me for a loop. I was so convinced we were having a boy! We picked out an awesome boy name that we both loved. (But no, I won’t tell you what it was in case you are sleuthing the internet for the world’s best baby boy name and try to snag it before (if) we’re blessed with another boy. Because that’s the sort of folks my readers probably are: baby name thieves! Just kidding. But no, still not telling!) And then….voila! Baby #3 is a wee lass! So, what to do!?
Picking out names is such a delight but finding names that Daniel and I both love that have real and beautiful meaning is such a colossal task. Anyhow, we revisited the girl name that we had tossed about: Gwendolyn Clara. Settled, I thought! And I liked it. And Daniel liked it. But….it didn’t feel like home. So Daniel brought up the point that he would probably always call her “Gwen” because “Gwendolyn” is so formal.
And although we both think it’s lovely, we decided it might be a bit too English-Manor-House-Importance-of-Being-Earnesty for the daughter of urban chicken farmers with a moldy bathtub who haven’t taken their Christmas tree down yet. (If you’re my mother and you’re reading this, ignore that note about our bathtub. I keep it spotless, just like you taught me.) Moving on.
So, we settled on just “Gwen.” (Welsh for “fair,” “blessed,” “holy”). St. Gwen is my confirmation saint (a 6th century Breton martyr) and Daniel and I both think the name is so beautiful. But, Clara just didn’t sound right as a middle name any more so we decided on Stellamaris (“Star of the Sea” pronounced Stella-Mah-Ris) in honor of Our Lady. I’ve always wanted to name a child Stellamaris as a first name but Stellamaris Stewart just has so many “s”s (what if the poor child has a lisp?!) and most of my favorite first names for girls are too long to have Stellamaris as a reasonable middle name. But it’s perfect next to Gwen! So:
Gwen Stellamaris, our fair star of the sea. May she be a shining light for Our Lady.
(And, if you remember, Lucy’s full name means “Bright Star Flower” so it just seems perfect.)
Case closed. Commence monogramming.