The Kid: He Has A NameMonica Bielanko
Naming a person is hard work. It really is. There are so many variables to consider. Is it a solid name and none of this popular, trendy crap? Will kids make fun of it? Does it sound good as a baby, kid, teen and adult? Does it go well with the last name? Does it have too many vowels? Dear God, it’s a person’s name! The thing people will call them FOREVER! It will be engraved on their tombstone. The pressure!
Throughout the duration of this pregnancy we’ve tossed around the same five names. As Serge wrote a couple days ago on our blog:
One day I wake up in the morning and pour myself some coffee and one of the names pops into my head and it’s like:YEAH THAT’S IT/ THAT’S HIS NAME. Then that lasts for like half a day and then another one of the names slams into the Honda when I’m cruising down the freeway, and I get to thinking that: of course, THAT’S the name.
It’s been the same for my wife, the same names coming and going.
Oh well, he’ll force our hand if he has to. And that would be just fine, too.
With me being 39 weeks Friday, he’s pretty much forcing our hand. I had kind of given up choosing, figuring I’d look at his little face after he was born and declare the name.
But Serge woke up Saturday and said he was now certain of KID B’s name. His choice surprised me a bit. It was the dark horse to the top two we’d really been going back and forth over. But I’d always said that if Serge was sure about the name then I’d go with it because, really, I like them all.
So it’s done. KID B has a name. We even went so far as to buy wooden letters and spray paint them dark red for his bedroom. We’re out about forty bucks if we change it up now.
I should just go ahead and tell you the name already but for some reason that feels like bad luck. What do you think? Do you announce your baby’s name before it’s born or do you wait until the birth?
Anyway, cross your fingers for me and maybe I’ll be announcing his name by the end of the week because he’s been born.
Do you think if I push hard enough I can break my own water?
Just kidding. Kind of.