People have always asked me about my name. Reagan. I never thought it was that strange of a name, but I do like the fact that it is somewhat unique. Not saying that it's the most unique name ever of course. The funny thing is most people have no idea why my mom chose the name Reagan.
Contrary to popular belief, she did not name me after this Reagan:
Would you like to hear about how I got my name? Well you're going to find out anyway! This is how my mom has always told it to me...
I'm the youngest of the kids in this house. We're all adopted. Before adopting each of us my mom would decide a boy name and a girl name. It didn't matter to her which she got, or so she says, but she wanted to have names ready. Well after Samantha, Jenny, Josefina, and Lydia, she specifically requested a boy. In part she said it was because of how long she ended up having to wait between Josefina and Lydia. Sometimes it's not as simple as deciding to adopt and then BOOM next day you have a baby.
For some reason none of the 'standby' boys names seemed fitting to mom. So she went to various websites and looked up meanings behind names. According to one website, she found 'REAGAN' which had it listed as an Irish name meaning, little king. "How fitting?" She thought, the first boy, he'd surely be the little king.
Apparently I was quite a surprise to the doctors, my biological mom, and my mom. Everyone was under the assumption that I was going to be a boy. My mom had spent so long calling me Reagan in her head, she couldn't stand the thought of changing it. The irony being a historical book she was reading at the time had a girl named Reagan in it, who was also supposed to be a boy.