for those of you who have kids and who had to decide on a name by discussing it with a spouse who had different opinions than you did…. imagine the fun we’re having adding a third person (who has slightly different priorities and comes from a slightly different background than we do) into the mix. yep. good fun. sigh.
p.s. why are there so few good boy names?
January 7th, 2010 | Uncategorized
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Although I would have been perfectly happy with either sex for the Squid, I was pleased when I found out that she was a girl if for no other reason that N and I wouldn’t have to continue the conversation that sounded like this:
Me: We still have no boy’s names.
Him: I know.
Me: How about (blank)?
Him: No, I knew a guy in school called (blank) and he was a total knobhead.
Me: Okay, so how about (yet another blank)?
Him: Seriously?
Me: I give up.
Yea. We found out the boys name we picked (that we’ve wanted to use FOREVER) is the “unnamed” birth father’s name.
Ooops…
How do you recover from THAT faux pas AND still use that name (because, let’s face it, that’s going to be his name).
Emom said she was fine with it.
But is she really?
You could pick a girls name anyway? We know a guy named Dana 😛
Yeah, I was looking at a baby name book in the bookstore and the girl section was quite bigger than the boy section. I thought, “This can’t be right. In this male dominated world there are more records of men and what they did than women, so there should be more men’s names, right?” So I looked in books including the Bible, The Black Cauldron and Arthur and found many, many boys names we had not considered. I found names like Ectorius and Medwyn and (I’m not making this up) Zerubbabel. Needless to say, even after finding all these names we did not consider them. Best of Luck!
P.S. I still sometimes wonder if we picked the right names for our two.
This probably won’t help a ton, but here goes anyway. We had such a hard time choosing a name for daughter #2 and I still feel like we named her in haste — we “decided” on the name about a half hour before she was born, partially influenced by the “oh, I wanted to name our daughter that” said by the on-duty nurse. I like her name but it apparently means something that does NOT apply to our daughter, and it’s not as perfect as I feel daughter #1’s name is for her. I still feel this way, BUT it doesn’t matter now because she IS who she is now. As much as I may feel ambivalent about the name, I cannot imagine her being named anything else, so, at the end of the day, her name is perfect. Does this make any sense? I think as long as you don’t name this little guy “Harry,” “Monty,” or “Poophead” the name will be perfect — even it takes a while to get there.
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