Names were always an area of contention during my pregnancies. Except for Jedi’s, which I had my mind set on from the beginning. After our first born, nothing else clicked so completely. It was difficult for us to find a compromise. I’d get excited when I thought I came across the perfect moniker, only to have J turn up his nose. I would painstakingly write long lists for J to scour over, hoping to narrow down the field, and he’d veto every single one.
If it was up to me, Buzz would have been Keaton.
If it was up to J, he would have been Julian.
Since neither of us cared for the other’s preference, we put off the daunting task until the very last minute. As in the few hours between my water breaking and heading to the hospital. We worked through enough to get to Buzz, but then there was the matter of a middle name. A matter which was chosen on impulse and I’ve had a ping of regret ever since.
I’ve come to realize that Buzz’s real name fits him perfectly. Keaton or Julian do not. His middle name doesn’t really, either.
The story of Abby’s name is similar. Although in our defense, we thought we had a name until a series of phone calls occurred and we found that our choice was already taken somewhere along the line in J’s family. So that perfect first name became her middle name and we were back to square one. Which we forced ourselves to tackle the day before I went into labor. In all honesty, it’s a lovely name for a beautiful girl, but I don’t think she acts like her real name. It’s too prim and proper. I believe something along the lines of Little Shit would have been more appropriate.
Great post. What is it with husbands and names anyway? If we had been blessed with a girl, my husband’s picks (no shitting you) were: Bronwyn, Gretchen or Bridget. I asked him if he was planning on moving to Austria and raising a troup of traveling singers. Names are hard. I picked mine thinking NO ONE would ever have it and now people ask me if I named him off the guy on LOST. Yeah, I named my kid after some anti-social con artist on a t.v. show. Whatever! I love the name Abby. Maybe it doesn’t fit her so well now, but in the future it might just fit perfectly!
It is very funny with names. I don’t think anyone loved Tabitha when we named her that (and we didn’t tell anyone prior to doing so) but now she couldn’t be anyone but Tabby. We had a lot of discussion over names for her, back and forth for months.
With Ben it was simple. I told my husband we were naming him Ben and I hoped he was OK with that (I mean I was doing all the work, why should he get to decide >;) ). He liked it and then he came up with the middle name, so we still both decided.
Be careful with the nick name Little Shit.
My sister was so used to hearing the term Shit Head tossed around by all of her “loving” siblings and now that is truly her family nickname. No kidding! That’s the name I have in my phone for her. My parents call her that too. She actually likes it. Moral of the story… be careful because names like that can stick. Then you will have a child with the name of Little Shit. Imagine that one at Christmas time. 🙂
I like the name Abby. If she’s not a prim little girl I think you did well with changing her name to Abby – sounds spunky.
My husband didn’t care what I named the kids. At all. It was actually a little frustrating because I couldn’t get any opinion out of him at all. He probably would have been fine with Little Shit.
@Tina, I swear, when I first came across the name Jedi, I had never heard it before. Since then, it’s EVERYWHERE, both boys and girl alike. When it came to my other 2, I didn’t even care anymore if it was original.
@jesser, I was like that with Jedi, too. I hoped my husband liked it, but if not he’d just have to learn to because I wasn’t changing it. He got to pick the middle name, though.
@Joy @ Mommys Joy, So, if you’re trying to get her attention while in public, you’ll yell across a store or something “Hey, Shit head!”? And she actually responds? Poor thing. Ha!
@Marilyn, She is definitely spunky. Your husband sounds a little spunky, too.
My wife and I debated for the full nine months on each of our three kids names. We are both pleased with the results.