Today we brought home our beautiful baby boy.
Wesley Wendell White was Born Thursday, February 19th at 6lbs, 13oz and 20 in. long.
He is absolutely beautiful (of course I am biased) and I have already switched to the "I can't imagine my life without him" gear.
A few months ago, I posted a "A Baby Naming Contest" blog to see if anyone wanted to try and guess the name we picked out. And true to my word, I am posting the winners.
No one actually guessed the first name....accept "Anonymous." But my thought is, if you post anonymous, you might as well not post :-)
But two people guessed the middle name. It took a while....but they finally got it...and within only a few hours of each other. The winners are.....
First Place- Diane Davis
Second Place- Edie Finnell.
To be truthful...I had a feeling these girls might guess it since they are both avid readers.
So why Wesley Wendell White?
Well a friend of mine, Elizabeth, wrote a beautiful post on her blog and I encourage you to read it here. She put into words some of the things I don't know how. I have to say after reading it, I wished I had thought of some of those reasons, but I hadn't. But her prayer is what fills my heart with hope, that Wesley will grow into the meaning of his name.
To be honest....both Paul and I just really liked the name Wesley. We wanted a W name.....cuz let's face it...who doesn't like alliteration? We hadn't even thought of the theologian until a few weeks ago....but that's okay.
Wendell is the name that Paul without a doubt wanted. Wendell is named after the writer Wendell Berry. Paul has read many of his books and poetry and he is a man that he highly respects and loves. After reading some of his stuff, I would have to agree. His heart and thoughts are so rich and full of so many rich things...things that truly matter in this crazy world.
While I was in labor, Paul read aloud some of his poems. There was one in particular I really liked, and it happened to be one of Paul's favorites too. In fact....after we announced the name...a close friend posted this exact poem on our facebook wall without even knowing that we had read it.
"When despair grows in me
and I wake in the middle of the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief.
I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free."
~ 'The Peace of Wild Things' -- by Wendell Berry
Reading that just takes my breathe away....as does looking at Wesley.
I love his name.....and it holds so much meaning and hope for me. I also love all the little nicknames emerging from friends and family.
There's Dub Dub, Triple Dub, The Web, and the funniest which Jeremiah came up with....Mr. Fire Engine ("Cuz he sounds like a fire engine when he cries!")
So Welcome lil Wes.....my sweet little wanderer Wes.