There are two questions every pregnant woman answers as soon
as someone notices her baby bump- "Is it a boy or a girl?" followed
by, "Have you decided on a name?" Most everyone who knows us knows
that at this point the answer to the latter is, no.
When it comes to choosing a name for a child, there's a lot
of pressure. Their name will define
them, determine who their friends could be, or whether or not they're made fun
of on the playground, make or break their future resume, or even decide where
they will sit during a middle school awards ceremony... which is where I met my
best friend... as we struck up a conversation making fun of other people's
names.
What's fun about names is that everyone has an opinion on
every one of them, and even without a name our baby has acquired a few already.
He's "Baby Kanye,"
"Rocky," "Drake," and even "Alfred Robin" after
Drew wouldn't let me name him Bruce Wayne or my nephew's suggestion: Batman.
Most of his current names stem from inside jokes, yet I'm
not sure why they trend towards famous rappers.
Needless to say, they are all on the list of names we will not be
choosing. Also on that list are the
suggestions from nearly all of my male friends and co-workers, who when I told
the news immediately threw their own names in the ring. I have yet to witness a female do this. Maybe it's a macho thing? Anyway, I don't
think Drew would be too pleased if I suggested we name our first born after the
IT guy at work. No offense Mike.
Though we'd like the name to be unique, we decided it
doesn't have to be as unique as the names so many celebrities have been coming
up with recently, which seem to be predominantly inanimate objects. I'm looking at you, Gweneth Paltrow. Sure, it might seem like a good idea when
you're exhausted from the work of labor and you get handed that birth
certificate to just glance across the room and go with "Lampshade Curtain
Bautista," but I don't think we'd be doing him any favors in the long run.
Truthfully, Drew and I have a few top choices up our sleeves
but we're waiting until we meet our son to make it final. In the back of my mind I'm still holding out
hope that on the day of his arrival he'll stand up, give Drew a hearty
handshake and introduce himself properly.
That would certainly make things easy for us.
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