As I mentioned previously, I have had a bit of trouble coming up with a name for this baby for use on blue milk. But I have now settled on one of his runner up names, which was Cormac. We named our daughter after an author (so for those of you who missed those old posts, her real name is not Lauca) and we were attracted to the idea of doing the same for this baby. My partner and I both like Cormac McCarthy’s writing. But the name pre-dated all that, and was actually on our list of baby names long before we were even really contemplating parenthood. My partner met an old Scotsman in a bar one evening and they shared a lovely long conversation together and my partner came home saying he liked this old guy’s name, Cormac.
I’m not one for thinking a baby particularly looks like one name over another, but when I looked at our baby I thought he really didn’t look like a Cormac, and we both chose the other name on our short-list. I’m a little sad that we didn’t get to use Cormac, so I’m using it here for him.
I stayed with a family in Ireland that included a most excellent boy called Cormac, I approve heartily. Particularly because Cormac isn’t on the list of Irish names that sound like crap in an Australian accent.
Unfortunately that list includes most of the Irish girls names I like (Aine, Orla, Sorcha etc…). Will have to remember Authors as a list to go through should we have a second child. We tended to go through groups of names while in the car. At one stage I was feeling a bit blank and suggested we list our favourite pubs (and as it turns out my family all suggested we had named our kid after our favourite pub, but we didn’t, the pub was named after a person and so was the kid).
There is nothing on earth as sweet as that first smile.
You are really making me clucky. Damn.
I wonder whether, just as feminism informs and shapes your approach to bringing up a boy, so too over time bringing up a boy will inform and shape your feminism.
It is not a prediction, I look forward to seeing the intertwined relationship of purposes mark itself out over time.
On topic; I respectfully suggest you should go for much more serious nicknames (like Bear and Mitt-Mitts).
Or Noodle, that is a good nickname for a blog-kid.
And yes, for me being the feminist mother of a son has undoubtedly influenced my feminism, as has being the partner of a bloke for a long period of time.
Cormac’s smile is something worth looking at.
Awwwwww!
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