I wish I had a wonderful story about how my boys got their names, but finding a name for each of them proved to be no simple task. Both of them remained nameless with no possibilities in sight until the last few weeks of each of my pregnancies.
Aidan Connor. His biological father was pretty stuck on Connor while I liked Jake. Not Jacob, just Jake. I wasn’t too keen on Connor because in 1999 it seemed like Connors were everywhere (oh, how ironic this became). I agreed to it as a middle name because it was a good Irish name but I wanted something else for the first name. Months ticked by and neither of us could come up with anything at all, much less something to shoot down or keep on the back burner.
The time kept ticking away and about five weeks before my due date I caught a glimpse of our Legends of the Fall VHS tape on the shelf. Aidan Quinn. I was then reminded that I had always liked the name Aidan ever since seeing him in Desperately Seeking Susan back in the day. I sat on the name for a bit because I thought it might be a little too weird for the bio donor. Finally, two weeks before my due date I mentioned it, he thought about it for about 30 seconds and agreed. So Aidan Connor it was. It fulfilled my desire for an Irish name that wasn’t super popular but wasn’t weird either.
Back in 1999 when Aidan was named it was only #167 on the Social Security baby name list. I would be lying if I didn’t say that the fact that Aidan is the most popular name on the face of the Earth for boys these days didn’t annoy me, but I will just have to put my big girl panties on and deal with it because he is an Aidan. My redheaded “fiery one”. By the way, it’s a good thing that I didn’t get my way on the name Jake. He is so NOT a Jake!
Kian William James. Almost eleven years later I was in the same predicament of having great difficulty in finding a name for a baby boy. I knew that I wanted to name him after my grandfather (William) who died in 2004. He meant the world to me and I miss him a ton. The Husband suggested William James after both of our grandfathers and while a nice, strong name with sentimental meaning, it was such a common, ordinary name to me. We then decided to use both names as middle names and find an Irish name for the first name.
The Husband seemed to be stuck on names that started with K and the only name that was even remotely catching my eye was Kane but the name Kane seems to have negative connotations so I scrapped it. We poured over countless baby name books and websites without success. About a month or so before I was due I sent The Husband a list of names that I didn’t hate via email and he responded with, “How do you pronounce Kian?” I said it was like Ian with a K (Kee-an) and he decided that he liked it. So there it was. And funnily enough, it turns out that an American version of the name Kian is Kane!
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