Recently, I was hanging out with some of my favorite people
Zach and Emily Parker (
http://www.journeyofparenthood.com), and they suggested I do a post about my kids’ names. At church the following Sunday,
we talked a little about the names of God and the meaning behind the names. So
given both of those things, I figured it would be a great time to talk about
their names. I’ll just go chronologically.
Stevie Joy Megow
Stevie- She was
named Stevie after her granddad Steve Weldon (Crissy’s dad). He and her mom
Karen are simply fantastic people. They are both very sacrificing and humble. Stevie’s
gender was kept a surprise, so we didn’t know if we were going to have a “Titus”
or “Stevie” until the moment she came out. Fun side note, the day Crissy went
into labor I had a mega zit on my face. This thing was pretty much Mount
Olympus. She was in labor for a few hours and Stevie got stuck, so it was
kind of a waiting game for the birthing process. I knew that since this was the first kid there
were going to be a ton of pictures. I don’t remember much about that day, it
was crazy. I think I just kind of zoned out and felt like I was in the way
since there were about 3 nurses, a midwife, and the doctor all in the room. So
during the break between contractions and prepping for the c-section, I snuck
off to the bathroom to get rid of this thing. Anyways, I just remember everyone
was like “Where the heck is Seth?!” and I peeked out of the bathroom and said “We
are both trying to give birth here” and pointed to my pimple. Hahaha. It
clearly wasn’t the best time to make a joke. Crissy did great and Stevie was
born happy and healthy (and I just left the volcanic eruption to take place
later that day).
So back to Stevie’s name… It was also just kind of symbolic.
Crissy was the first born of her siblings and Steve pretty much raised her by himself for the first few years of her life (before he met Karen and they
got married). It was just a way of give honor to a man that gave up pretty
much all of his teenage years to work hard and raise a little girl by himself.
Joy – All of my
girls were named after some aspect of God.
Stevie’s first nursery. So thankful for friends who helped do this!
Autumn Orozco (who did the tree)
& Felicia Love (who did the calligraphy)
I loved this room and truly miss this little room.
The reason the name “Joy” was chosen was the honor my Nana “Joye
Megow”. I remember her telling me that she wanted to meet one of my babies
before she passed. When she told me that, I remember that was the moment her
not being with me really set in. I truly loved her and my Papa so much. (I
actually talked a little about my papa on the blog,
read
it here). After my Papa died, me and my Nana became really close. I used to
go over there as much as possible and she would just make me laugh so hard. She
was also the sweetest person ever, but had a bit of feistiness in her that I
loved. Gosh, I have so many stories about my Nana that I might just a post
about her someday. However, one of my favorite things about her is she always
drank Lemon Lime Gatorade. Sometimes, she would cook this extravagant 3 course
fancy dinner and would serve it with a bottle of Gatorade
J It’s little things
like that, that make me miss her so much. I wanted to carry on her legacy, so
hence the name Joy (although it’s spelled different and Joye wasn’t my Nanas
given name). Her real name was Gertrude
which
she apparently hated hahahaha. Ok. I will stop talking about my Nana or I
will probably just keep going on and on with funny little tidbits I loved about
her. I did share one hilarious story about her and Facebook awhile back (
check
it out here).
Fun Fact: My nana got to meet and get to know all four of my kids J
The name Joy is so well suited for her. My Stevie is such a
JOY. She constantly is doing the most kind and generous acts. Plus, I love her
sense of humor. I could listen to her tell fart jokes and make up silly songs
all freaking day. Everyone that spends time with her will definitely pick that
up. (Duh, I think my kids are the coolest).
Hahahaha.
Neela Grace
Neela – Truthfully, the name Neela just popped in my head
one day when I was thinking about my great-grandmother, Leila (pronounced the
same as Neela except for the first letter). I called her “Mamaw”. (I don’t have
any pictures digitalized :/ ) Anyways,
my Mamaw was just so awesome. She was constantly doing something and was so
sweet. I used to love spending the night over there, because she would order
just me a Pizza Hut “Bigfoot” pizza and laugh as I attempted to eat the whole
thing. She also used to live close to us growing up, I remember me and my older
brother, Thad, walking through the woods to go to her house. Once we got there,
I would climb up in her trees and eat apples and pears. She would always bring
me out something to drink. It’s actually one of those childhood feelings that
are super heartwarming. I picture that’s what Heaven feels like, but like a
million times more intensely better. Also, she gave me my first bible (that I
still have)! Considering how much I loved her and how much I loved the name
Neela when I thought of it, I was pretty persistent that was going to be her
name. As Neela gets older, she actually reminds me so much of the great woman
she is named after. They are both busy bodies and ALWAYS outside. I remember my
Mamaw being like 87 years old and out there picking weeds. Hahaha. Neela is
pretty much always on her hands and needs outside as well, but instead of
gardening, she is usually digging for bugs or critters. J
I also love that Neela pretty much cares nothing about what she wears.
She just wants to get out and learn about some nature!
Grace- Hahahaha.
When Neela was around two, the common Megow joke was the Neela needed so much
Grace, it is was in her name. Not only was she about the clumsiest kid you had ever
seen, but she was known to be fairly difficult to manage ;) However as she has grown, she has really
started to exhibit a real grace in her life. Neela is in the one in our house
that NEVER holds a grudge. The other kids at times tend to harp on past grievances
against their brother or sisters, but Neela hardly ever does. She is
just so quick to forgive and truly let go of any anger or mean spirit. Her
outlook is so positive and delightful. I love seeing her always wanting to be
first to forgive and hug. Really that extends way past just our home life.
Neela is constantly walking up to people in public and telling them nice things
or giving them hugs. It’s a great reminder that God’s grace for my and everyone’s
crap to see this little girl just loving people. I absolutely love it about her :D
Titus Robert
Titus- I remember
being about 16 years old living with my parents and thinking “When I have a
son, I’m going to name him Titus.” And I did. Hahahaha. Actually, as I got
older one of my favorite Bible verses in found in Titus.
Titus someone who I think naturally gets this concept. He
knows God loves him so much. Instead of giving and serving others to benefit
himself or to look kind to others, he really has grasped the idea of living an
unselfish life and pointing the reason to Jesus. Titus seriously is the most
giving individual I have ever met. I’ve told this story before, but one time at
his birthday party after unwrapping presents, he starting giving his unopened
presents to his friends. He loves finding money, just so he can give it away. I
honestly think it’s a spiritual concept he can’t understand at his young age.
It’s the concept of acknowledging that God is so abundantly merciful and
gracious that pretty much all of our good deeds aren’t worth anything to save
ourselves. Once we grasp this and accept this, we want to just draw into this
Amazing Goodness. Maybe it’s just me, but when I draw close to God, I just want
to serve, give, and help. I see my Father give and love, and I want to make him
proud by being as close to him as I can be. I believe Titus innately has this
sense of humility in him. As a father of a son, it’s pretty much the best thing
I can imagine to see in my boy. He makes me so proud and I learn so much about
God’s desire to bless us just watching him. He’s my little buddy J
Robert - Besides
being named after a one of the early founders of the church, his name Robert is
a family name that runs pretty deep in my family. My granddad’s name was “Robert
S. Megow”. My dad’s name is “T. Robert Megow”. My name is “Robert S. Megow”. I
wanted to keep this going with my son, so I named him “T. Robert Megow”. It’s a
great way to acknowledge my lineage and also to honor my dad. My dad is
awesome. He’s pretty much great at everything he does and is also so giving and
self-sacrificing. My dad is always putting himself last to help people. The
more I see Titus more and become more humble, the more I see my dad in him. It
makes me really excited to see that. My dad is awesome and my hero.
Titus with his Paw (my dad)
Side note: I really hope Titus names his son “Robert S. Megow”. To me
that would just be so neat.
Olive Hope
Olive – Last but not least is my little baby girl Olive.
Honestly, by now you’re probably suspecting some amazing story about how Olive’s
name was chosen. Well truthfully, after watching the movie “Little Miss
Sunshine” and we just fell in love with that name.
If you haven’t seen this movie, watch it. It’s hilarious.
Just a warning, it’s not really appropriate for children at all.
Hahahaha.
Congratulations Olive, you’re named after a movie not appropriate for
children. :)
Really though, I love the way her name was created. It’s so
spontaneous and fun; like “Hey, let’s
name our kid that!” When I think
about it, it reminds me not to over think things and to look for God is the
little places you wouldn’t think to look. Olive definitely does not overthink.
At all. That girl is pretty much spur of the moment. She loves to be spontaneous
and do things on a whim. I love that about her. As long as we are going, she
usually has a big cheesy grin :) Seriously, all of my other kids like to specifically
plan what they are going to do and how they are going to do it. Not Olive, she just
goes and plans later. In a 30 minute window, she has seriously done the
following: Ride her bike in a Minnie Mouse costume barefoot, took a bubble bath
in said costume, played with the tarantula, made up a song on the piano, and
ended by eating a can of green peas. She just kind of does what she wants, when
she wants to do it. I know she’s younger, but I can already see this little
trait in her. She’s definitely her own person and my first and only “Diva”. Hahahaha. I secretly love it…
Hope – I absolutely
love that my last child was given the name “Hope”. It’s after my favorite
scripture and probably a lot of you guys’ favorite too.
God has a plan to give us HOPE and a future. Olive was a
little tiny when stuff started going down in my life. I will never forget the
night, I was sleeping alone in the bed and just prayed out loud for God to show
me some sort of physical affection. I promise a few minutes later I heard the
door open, Olive climbing up next to me in my bed, giving me sweet kiss on the
lips, and going back to her room. I know it sounds like I just make that stuff
up, but it actually happened exactly like that. Immediately, I thought of that
verse. Sometimes, I just love to look at her sweet little bucktoothed face and
be reminded that God does have plans for me. They are filled with Hope and a Future :)
Be Blessed,
Seth