Logan holding McKay
Last Friday Den and I went to downtown Fresno to get McKay's birth certificate, so he and McKenna could get a marriage license. That's a must for Montana.
Wish I had my camera with me because oh what an historical building. So after waiting in the short line I went up to the counter and requested my son's birth certificate. She searched on her computer, the screen in view to me, and said, "No...there is no McKay. Just Brock, Logan, and Tyler. Could there have been an adoption?"
Just hearing her say that made me want to say, "NO, I did not adopt him out!" Instead I calmly said, "No"
"Well there is no McKay."
I gave birth to him just a few blocks from this building. I know I did. And I raised him. He's been gone for 7 years, but I am still his mother and I know I did raise him. But I did not say this.
Instead I said, "Well he's on there somewhere."
So she put in a search under my name. Being I'm the mother and all. Good choice.
Then I heard her say, "Oh I see what happened."
Good, she found him.
"He is listed here as the first name, "Mc" Oh and here's his middle name, "KayNathan"
I asked if she could please change the computer to "McKay Nathan" She said she didn't know how. I must have looked worried because later as I was leaving she said she would have her supervisor take care of it. (I'll never know if she did.)
Then she says to me, (and this is the embarrassing part), "Oh look at this...a 2 part birth certificate." Like she had never seen one before. I explained that it took me a few months to name him so I had to file an amendment to the original.
"Well isn't this interesting," she said. I really did not think it was such a rare thing. Or maybe it was her first day on the job.
I thought back to the morning after McKay was born. The pediatrician came in and asked for the baby's name. I said I didn't know yet. He said, "Didn't you know you were pregnant?"
I absolutely loved the name McKay back in 1984, but it was practically unheard of. I didn't want to name him something odd, not knowing it would become popular later.
The other 2 names we were considering:
The bigger truth is, I hadn't named Logan yet. And he was 5. I didn't think it right that his baby brother would get a name before he did.
Apparently I'm a conservative decision maker.
However, I admit I was relieved when just a year later, and just a week after another positive pregnancy test, I remember exactly where I was sitting in our family room, when I had the sudden thought come over me, "It's another boy and his name is Tyler Matthew." I never looked back. I knew, and it felt good to know.
Back to McKay's name. And now, 26 years later, and I realize it would just not be the same if it were McKenna and Adam.
Or McKenna and Chad.
McKenna and McKay