Creating Doster’s name was one of the most important jobs that we had as parents-to-be.
It’s a big decision and your child has that name forever— what an incredible responsibility!
I always knew that I would want a name that was a little different. There are so many options and paths to go: trendy, hipster, nontraditional, family names, vintage names…It actually didn’t take us long to come up with our “boy name”. In fact, it was a really easy
choice.
Doster is James’ mother’s maiden name. James was named after his Grandfather, (Commander) James Doster who was one of the most influential people in his life. “Granddaddy Bo” was one of the happiest, loving, caring people that I have ever met. I am so thankful that I was able to spend time with him while James and I were dating. He and James are so much alike and it helped me fall even more in love with the Gilbert family.
James and Granddaddy Bo showing off their school spirit socks! |
So as you can see, Doster was an easy choice for the first name. Plus, it sounds cool, right? For those of you wondering about the pronunciation – just think of Foster but with a D ;)
I am so lucky to have such a close relationship with my Dad. He is one of my favorite people in the world and I Do.Not.Know.What. I’d.Do. Without.Him.
My Daddy |
Getting used to life with my first little brother, Patrick. |
We are so lucky that we have such influential people in our lives that we can honor by naming our son. AND we really love the name. I can’t remember exactly when we decided on the name… probably way before I even became pregnant.
On a nickname note: for some reason, we’ve started affectionately referring to him as Puddin’ Cake, Puddin’ or Big and Awesome.
Has anyone else ever heard that old saying:
What your name?Pudding Tane. Ask me again and I’ll tell you the same!
Just wondering.
Anyway……
I don’t know what we would have done had Doster been a girl. We could not agree on a girl name and it was stressing me out a little towards the end (for new readers: we did not know the sex of our baby). Luckily it all worked out and we had a boy so there was no last-minute deliberation necessary.
I’ll never forget the first words James said to me as Doster was presented to us after the c-section:
“He’s here! Doster’s here!”
Okay, one more!