“Barrett told me the news… you’re having a girl!”. Bless Barrett’s little heart, he’d shared with his pre-school class that he attended my most recent ultrasound and that he would be having a little sister. “Yeah…we don’t know what we’re having”. “Well, he has a name and everything”. Outside of him apparently having become clairvoyent {because no, we still do not know the gender}, I suppose it was really no big surprise that Barrett had deemed this little nugget to be sans nuggets. And no big shock that he has a name for his maybe sister as he’s offered up both Max and Baby Jesus for a brother, on several occasions. And all I could think was, It’s probably a good thing he has a name for this one because we surely don’t.
This babe, the one that is currently on mama B has been dubbed, the Beeb. Poor little dude or dudette… we didn’t get creative like we did with Snowball or Grin, {welcome to being the low man or miss on the totem pole} the monikers we gifted our little men while in utero. Simply, the Beeb, because that is the cute little word J was using to say baby when snuggling up to my bump. And so, it stuck.
The steps we’ve taken so far are:
1. Create a note on my phone with every name we like.
2. Rule out names that are not going to happen.
3. Continue to have a massive list.
The issues in settling on a signature are many. Part of the issue is that we probably aren’t very concerned about the timeline this time. With both Barrett and Jonah, the names that were chosen were truly game-time decisions… or even post-game time. Don’t get me wrong, we had two short lists but nothing definitive outside of the middle monikers. Due to our history, I think we feel confident knowing that we have at least the amount of time I am in labor to figure out this situation. So while every so often, Adam or I will toss a name back and forth, mostly, there’s radio silence on the topic.
Even the other night, I shared a list of 12 boy names with Barrett. Three of which he told me we could not use because he knew people named those names. Two of which he deemed names for girls. One that he said was “made up”. And in response to the rest of the list, he said the remaining names, “did not sound like a good idea”. This is all likely due to the fact that after he tossed out the idea of Matt when I had been knocked up for about 3 seconds, we let him know we wouldn’t be naming him that because we already have a Matthew in the family. Following this, he has been obsessed with the name Max…which is not on our expansive list due to the fact that Adam may have had a dog with this name as a child. This is what we’re dealing with, folks.
It should get easier, right? Because if you’ve named two kids, you should know that after you sign on the dotted line with their pseudonym, you will soon only know them as that person. And you will believe that there is no other name that could fit. And then there’s that whole, a rose by any other name would smell as sweet … but I am just not convinced that if we name this babe, Howard, we’d share Shakespeare’s theory.
So long story long {as usual}, I would guess we’ll continue to play the name game for the next couple months. And this time my only goal is to have a fully functioning, good, honest name for the Beeb before they cut off our wristbands at the hospital. So don’t anticipate one with the gender reveal.
How have you or would you choose names for your little love? Do you and your spouse agree when playing the name game? Are there names you love that you’d never use for some reason? Do you have names you never used that you want to toss in the ring?
