Come on everybody!
I say now let’s play a game
I betcha I can make a rhyme out of anybody’s name
The first letter of the name, I treat it like it wasn’t there
But a B or an F or an M will appear
And then I say bo add a B then I say the name
and Bonana fanna and a fo
And then I say the name again with an F very plain
and a fee fy and a mo
And then I say the name again with an M this time
and there isn’t any name that I can’t rhyme!
Well, that’s what just came to mind when I typed in my title… Those are lyrics from the song The Name Game by Shirley Ellis from an album she put out in 1965 and that song has been sang by countless schoolyard children over the decades. Speaking of children, the reason for this post is kid’s names.
When you’re pregnant it’s natural to think up a list of names that your future baby bundle might have and it is an extremely hard decision to make. I mean, seriously, your baby will live with that name forever (unless they decide to have it legally changed at age eighteen). Since none of these names will end up making the cut, here is our list of names that we liked at one time or another:
I admit that the vast majority of those were my idea. My boyfriend raked in four of those names and then I, desperate to stop referring to this baby as “the nameless baby,” kept popping out names left and right. The way I narrowed down names was to keep creating lists of new names that peaked my interest and every time I added names I would revisit the older ones. The more unique and classic a name sounds, the more appealing it seems to me, which doesn’t make too much sense. To most people a “classic” name is one like John, Paul, George…Ringo, just kidding but you get the point. I never wanted a child with a name that was overused throughout the decades, but I didn’t want to have a Blanket, Apple or a North either. To me a classic name is one that sounds like an older gentleman’s name or a last name. Something that a child can grow into, something with a strong and independent ring to it and unique in the way that I’ve never met someone with that name before.
It wasn’t until Baby J was eight months along in my belly that his name was finally decided on, he was almost a “Baby P” as in Presley but that didn’t quite stick and there was no way he was going to be a “Curtis the third.” So we have a Baby M, Baby J and now after months of weighing in on names and the heavy decision that it is we have a Baby A. I so wish that I could share his name! I wish I could share all of their names. In due time that will surely happen, but not yet.
Does anyone else feel like that’s the most troubling decision that they had to make during their pregnancy? Honestly, it’s a name that your child has to live with forever. All I could think about, with all three boys, was the thought of them not liking their name. To me a name has to meet certain standards. It needs to be something with a nice ring to it, be something that will fit them in childhood as well as adulthood and be unique to some degree. Now all three of my littles will have that.
I couldn’t be happier that we finally decided on “the one.”
Truth be told, between hormones and happiness, I cried.