SFGate’s The Poop blogger Peter Hartlaub is taking me back in time. He’s talking about baby name near misses — those baby names at the top of the short list that you didn’t wind up penning on the birth certificate.
These near misses, in hindsight, are hard to believe were even considered. Hartlaub is especially flummoxed that he and his wife ever entertained the name Atticus for their son Milo. It was one of their top three!
I can relate, though not until I had my third baby.
My husband and I quickly settled on our firstborn’s name, Beatrice, after also entertaining Ruby, Eleanor, and Ruth (husband pushed hard for Ruth. Never would have happened). Had Beatrice been a boy, she would have been named Stanley (kind of a family name on my husband’s side and I thought it was cute. But now? Couldn’t even imagine.)
We chose our second daughter’s name way before I was even pregnant with her. She’s Frances, can’t imagine a single other name for her.
And then came Earl. I bemoaned the struggle to name Earl here, after it was revealed that our first-choice name was underwhelming my husband. For the longest time, we were going to name him Chester, which I still think is cute. But my Earl’s an Earl not a Chester, so no regrets. Which is more than I can say for Seymour’s mom.
What are your near misses? Are you utterly grateful or so sad you changed your mind?
Oh, and here’s some help if your short list is too short. Happy naming!
Photo: Madeline Holler