Omkring navnet // Behind the name

Jeg kunne se at der var meget trafik på mit indlæg om baggrunden for mit navn, så jeg har besluttet mig for at lave et nyt indlæg. Denne gang ikke om mit navn, men om Vincents navn, da hans navn har en helt speciel betydning for mig.
Vincent deler navn med 699 andre i Danmark, pr. 2015, jeg mener at have læst at navnet stammer fra latin og betyder sejr.

Der er rigtig mange der tror at Vincent er opkaldt efter prinsen, men det er han ikke. Da Kronprinsparret i 2011 fik døbt deres tvillinger, var jeg også sådan ‘neeeeej’ da navnet til prins Vincent blev offentliggjort. Jeg har haft en helt speciel connection til det navn siden jeg var, hvad, tolv tror jeg? Jeg følte måske lidt ‘mit’ navn blev stjålet? Jeg har det dog helt fint med det i dag, tror bare lige det var i øjeblikket jeg var lidt trist haha.

Der er faktisk to historier om hvorfor Vincent hedder det han hedder, og den ene historie er mere nørdet end den anden, men det må knægten jo så leve med, altså at hans mor er en kæmpe nørd.

Jeg har spillet The Sims lige siden det allerførste spil kom ud. Så da The Sims 2 kom ud i 2004, var det jo fantastisk med så meget bedre spiloplevelse. Da The Sims 2 Nightlife kom ud, var jeg psyched, for der kunne man nemlig blive vampyr, og er der noget jeg altid har været fascineret af, så er det vampyrer. Så kom tiden til at jeg skulle lave min første vampyr familie, og jeg skulle jo finde på nogle navne der ville passe godt til vampyrer. Først og fremmest kaldte jeg dem Nosferatu til efternavn, da jeg er virkelig ukreativ og vidste at Nosferatu er latin for vampyr (jeg var et meget specielt barn okay!) og det eneste drengenavn jeg kunne komme på var Vincent. Sådan blev Vincent Nosferatu skabt. Han blev med det samme min yndlings sim, så der skete kun gode ting for ham. Jeg genskabte ham da The Sims 3 Late Night kom ud, og nu har jeg godt nok ikke spillet det længe, men han lever da i bedste velgående i mit digitale univers, og er stadig så succesrig som en sim kan være.

Da jeg var omkring femten spillede jeg ret meget Final Fantasy og Kingdom Hearts. Hele universet fangede mig bare, og selv i dag spiller jeg det, og jeg bliver aldrig træt af det. Fantastiske spil. Nå, men i Final Fantasy VII var der en karakter ved navn Vincent Valentine. Han er efter min mening den sejeste karakter nogensinde i de spil! Jeg elskede baggrunds historien omkring Vincent Valentine. Han var så.. Mystisk.. Som I nok har regnet ud er jeg fascineret af det mørke, det dystre, det mystiske, det okkulte.
På ca det tidspunkt kom Final Fantasy: Dirge of Cerberus ud, hvor Vincent Valentine var hovedpersonen. Jeg tog måske.. Tre dage hvor jeg bare gamede non stop, mindes ikke engang jeg sov eller spiste. Tog kun toilet pauser. Jeg elsker det spil, ikke bare på grund af dens storyline, eller musikken (som faktisk var ganske fedt!) men mest på grund af Vincent Valentine.

Jeg lavede en pagt med mig selv om at min første søn skulle hedde Vincent, for lige siden de glade The Sims 2 dage, så har jeg bare haft denne her forbindelse til navnet.
Da jeg mødte André og jeg blev gravid håbede jeg inderligt det blev en dreng, og det gjorde det ganske rigtigt.
Inden vi kom til kønsscanning i 14. uge havde jeg en nat en drøm om at det blev en dreng og vi skulle kalde ham Noah Elias. Så det var lidt som om at det var navnet. André var dog ikke fan, og eftersom vi skulle være enige, måtte vi jo tænke videre. Da vi kom hjem fra kønsscanning foreslog jeg Vincent, hvilket han sagde klart nej til, det var lige en tand for specielt. Jeg blev godt nok ked af det. Jeg havde jo forklaret ham hvad det navn betød for mig, så det at han afslog det, det synes jeg var ret træls.

Da vi så gik i tænkeboks havde vi nogle krav til navnet. Det måtte ikke være for almindeligt og det skulle være et navn man ville kunne udtale i hele verden.
Vi blev så enige om navnet Joshua. Så det hed han i omkring tre uger. Vores familier fik navnet ødelagt for os, de synes det var underligt og grimt, så vi fik begge et had/kærligheds forhold til navnet Joshua.
Et par uger senere fandt vi navnet, men denne gang valgte vi at holde det hemmeligt for hvad nu hvis vores familier også hadede det? Navnet vi besluttede os for var ihvertfald Nilas, og denne gang var vi helt sikre på at det skulle han hedde.
Som skrevet i et tidligere indlæg, så fik jeg det så psykisk dårligt i slutningen af 36. uge at jeg tiggede og bad om at få kejsersnit en uge før. Havde jeg fået kejsersnit en uge før, så havde Vincent måske ikke heddet Vincent. Jeg var jo så dårlig at jeg måtte krybe til korset overfor André og sige jeg ikke kunne stå indenfor at kalde ham Nilas, for det ville jeg forbinde med hvor dårligt jeg havde det. André var meget forstående og sagde at han faktisk havde tænkt over navnene Noah og Vincent og han var faktisk kommet frem til at han ret godt kunne lide de navne. Så den sidste uge besluttede vi os for tre navne; Vincent, Noah og Liam. Vi ville dog ikke give ham et navn før vi så ham.

Fra Vincent så blev født og til han var fem dage gammel var vi totalt i tænkeboks, for vi havde de tre navne og vi anede ikke hvilket et vi skulle vælge.
Vincent er født på en tirsdag og om lørdagen da André havde kørt mig ned til hovedindgangen så jeg kunne ryge, fik jeg ham overbevist. Jeg sagde til ham at jeg gik uden medicin i 38 uger, ikke engang beroligende tog jeg. Jeg overlevede en tolv ugers kvalme fra helved, jeg overlevede en grum bækkenløsning, og først to uger før fødslen fik jeg det så psykisk dårligt at jeg troede at det her ville jeg ikke overleve. Så min baby. Min lille baby der havde vokset i min mave i ni måneder, mod alle odds, kom han ud og var/er så perfekt. Han er min sejr.
Det kunne André godt se, så der lige der, midt foran hovedindgangen til Holbæk Sygehus, blev vi enige om at vores lille mirakel på 51 cm og 3105 gr skulle bære et så stærkt et navn.
Jeg spurgte så om han kunne få et mellemnavn, men André synes at så blev hans navn for langt. Jeg kunne godt følge ham, for jeg har selv fire navne og det kan godt være besværligt, og hvis han fik et mellemnavn ville han også få fire. Men stod det til mig, så skulle mellemnavnet være Valentine. Så det ville blive Vincent Valentine Katuza. Men ja, får jeg en dag en søn til så må jeg kalde ham Valentine, så jeg kan have både en Vincent og en Valentine.
Jeg er en kæmpe nørd, men jeg synes det er lidt fedt at Vincent bærer præg af det.

I could see there was a lot of traffic on my post about the story of my name. So I decided to make a new one, not about my name, but why Vincent’s name is Vincent, since his name has a very special meaning to me.
Vincent share his name with 699 other boys in Denmark here in 2015, and I’m ninety percent sure that I’ve read that the name is Latin and means victory.

There’s a lot of people who thinks that we named him after Prince Vincent of Denmark, but that’s not the case.
When the royal twins were christened in 2011, and they said that the baby boy’s name was Vincent, I was all like ‘nooooooo!’ because I’ve had this special connection to the name since I was like twelve. So I kinda felt like they stole ‘my’ name? I’m totally fine with it today, I just think I gotta a little sad in the heat of the moment haha.

There’s actually two stories about why Vincent is named Vincent, the one more nerdy than the other. But that’s just something the kid has to deal with, I mean, that his mom is an über nerd.

I’ve played The Sims ever since the first game came out. So when The Sims 2 came out in 2004, it was fantastic that you could have such an improved gaming experience. When The Sims 2 Nightlife came out, I was psyched, because in that game you could create vampires. Now, if there’s something that has always fascinated me, it’s vampires. Now was the time to create my first family of vampires, and I had to come up with some names for them. First of all, their last name became Nosferatu, since I’m very uncreative and knew that Nosferatu is Latin for vampire (I was a very special child okay!) and the only boys name I could come up with was Vincent. That’s how Vincent Nosferatu was created. From the start he became my favorite sim, so only good thing happened to him. I reinvented him in The Sims 3 Late Night when that came out, and I haven’t played it for a long time, but he’s still alive in my digital universe, and is still as successful as any sim could be.

When I was about fifteen I played Final Fantasy and Kingdom Hearts quite a lot. The entire universe just captured me, and to this day I still play it, and I never get sick of it. Amazing games. Anyway, in Final Fantasy VII there was a character named Vincent Valentine. He is the coolest character ever in those games, in my opinion! I loved the his background story. He was so.. Mysterious.. As you can probably guess I’m very fascinated by the dark, the bleak, the mysterious, the occult.
Around that time Final Fantasy: Dirge of Cerberus came out, where Vincent Valentine was the main character. I think I did.. Three days where I just gamed non stop, don’t even think I slept or ate. I only took toilet breaks. I love that game, not just because of the storyline or the music (which is awesome by the way!)
but mainly because of Vincent Valentine.

I made a pact with myself, that I would name my first son Vincent, because ever since the happy The Sims 2 days, I’ve just had this connection to the name.
When I met André and got pregnant, I really hoped it would be a boy, and well, it did.
Before the scan to determine the gender of the baby when I was 14 weeks pregnant, I one night had a dream that it would be a boy, and we should name him Noah Elias. So it kinda felt like that was the name.
André didn’t like it though, and since we had to agree on the name, we had to keep thinking.
When we got home from that scan I suggested Vincent, which he said a definite no to, it was too a much too special name. I was so sad. I did explain to him what that name meant to me, so the fact that the rejected it, I thought it was sad.

When we started thinking about the name, we had a few demands. It shouldn’t be too normal and it had to be a name you could pronounce all over the world.
We then agreed on Joshua. So that was his name for about tree weeks. Our families destroyed the name for us, they thought it was weird and hideous, so we both got this love/hate relationship to the name Joshua.
A few weeks later we found the name, but this time we kept it a secret, because what if our families would hate it too? The name we decided on was Nilas, and this time we were sure that, that was gonna be his name.
As I wrote in an earlier post, I started to feel so horrible mentally in the end of the 36. week of pregnancy, so bad I was on my knees begging to have the c-section one week before scheduled. If the doctors agreed on performing the c-section a week before, Vincent’s name might not have been Vincent. I felt so awful, I had to tell André that I couldn’t call him Nilas, because I would always connect it to how bad I’ve been feeling. André was very understanding, and he had actually thought about the names Noah and Vincent, and decided that he actually liked them.
So the last week we had decided on three names; Vincent, Noah and Liam. We wouldn’t give him a name until we had seen him though.

From the day Vincent was born and until he was five days old we were thinking so hard, because we those three names, and we didn’t know which one to pick.
Vincent is born on a Tuesday, and the following Saturday when André took me down to the main entrance in my wheel chair, so I could smoke I got him convinced. I told him that I went without medication for 38 weeks, I didn’t even take any tranquilizing pills. I survived a twelve week nausea from hell, I survived an awful symphysis pubis dysfunction. Two weeks before the birth, I felt so horrible mentally that I didn’t think I would survive.
So my baby. My little baby who had been growing inside me for nine months, against all odds, he came out and he was/is so perfect. He is my victory.
André got my point, so right there, right in front of the main entrance of Holbæk Sygehus, we agreed on that our little miracle with a length of 51 cm and a weight of 3105 gr should carry such a powerful name.
I then asked him if he could have a middle name, but André said no since then he would have four names, and then he thought his name would be too long. I totally saw where he was coming from, because I have four names and that’s a bit difficult at times, and if he got a middle name he would also have four names. But if it were up to me, the middle name had to be Valentine. Then it would be Vincent Valentine Katuza. But yeah, if I one day have another son I’ll have to name him Valentine, then I can have a Vincent and a Valentine.
I’m a mega nerd, but I think it’s kinda cool that you can tell that from his name.