The Incarnation of Who They Are- Part 3: Charles Tucker

Two down, two to go...

Charles Tucker.

After I had had two daughters, and my sister had had two daughters, the general consensus was that the Broodno sisters killed male sperm. There was just no way either of us would ever beget a male child. So naturally, we began discussing girl names. Amanda Rollins was to be our third daughter.
When I learned I was having a boy, I panicked. Forget the fact that I was married to one, they seemed like foreigners to me. What in the world would I do with a boy?
The little guy was coming whether I was ready or not so we needed to come up with a name for him. Tucker always wanted a Junior. I just couldn't go there. The whole "little Tucker/ big Tucker" idea just got to me. All the names we considered as possibilities had the girls been boys were completely void for some reason this time around. Back to square one.
Just as I had images of what I wanted the girls names to conjure up, I also had an idea of what I wanted my boy name to project; friendliness and happiness. I wanted a name that that sounded friendly above all else.
Charles Tucker.
There wasn't one slam dunk reason why we named Charlie what we did. The name definitely fit my friendliness criteria. This is probably most likely due to a close family friend. "Uncle" Charlie was half of the couple that had been my parents' best friends forever. Uncle Charlie was a larger than life character. People were drawn to him and he had tons of energy. As I grew older seeing them became much more infrequent but Aunt Dale and Uncle Charlie were really happy memories of my childhood.
It was also later discovered that Caroline is actually the feminine of Charles. So, Charlie wasn't named specifically for me or for Uncle Charlie but both were factors.
In fact, I wasn't even positive I LOVED the named Charlie. I remember asking Tucker if he was POSITIVE that he liked the name. He loved it unwaveringly and I felt since I had strong armed my way to the girls' names, I should "let him have this one."
Fast forward to February 16, 2004. After quite an eventful delivery, (as in Tucker and the nurse pretty much delivered the baby before the doctor sauntered in) I finally met my long awaited baby boy. When I looked down at my itty-bitty darling boy and saw a full head of furry orange hair, I knew instantly that this angel was indeed and without any doubt a Charlie.