William Matthew Folsom
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| Jessica & Oom Wim in Spaakenburg, NL 2010 |
Hhere's the "fun" part. Nicknames. While we both realize that the name that will really stick is what he prefers to be called and what his friends call him as he grows up, but here's our thought process so far. Bill was my grandfather, but I can't see myself calling my infant son Bill. Will is just too played out at this point. So, I say, why not go with Wim, which is short version of Willem - and is what my uncle goes by anyway!
Matt however, has insisted since the get go (probably when we were still dating) that a boy's name would be Billy. As a former teacher, for some reason, "Billy" just reminds me of the annoying goofy kid in my class (not that I ever had a Billy). However, Matt has good reason to call the baby Billy. When he was in highschool, he had a friend who sadly committed suicide. This happened after his girlfriend dumped him while he was recovering from back surgery and was on pain meds. 10 years later, the pain meds he was on have been pulled off the shelf because of the high incidence of depression and suicide. While we can't conclusively blame the meds, there's a good chance that if Billy were around today, that chain of events may not have happened. So, Matt has decided the baby's nickname will be Billy.
Now that we know he's for sure a he, there's no need to call him "The Blob" or "Gummy Bear." Right now, Matt keeps calling him "Billy in the Belly." And when he comes out, you can call him...
William, Wim, or Billy
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Note to self - need to scan a picture of me and Grandpa so I can post in here. Same thing with Matt's Billy.

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