My mother was very annoyed that we kept the name a secret. And we didn’t find out the sex, so HOW was she going to plan? But people are so funny about names. They have preconceived notions about Jessica’s or Tony’s because of that one Jessica or Tony in middle school. I had my own. For years I hated the name Shelly because there was another Michele in my first grade class—but she was Michelle, with two L’s, the lesser of the two Michele’s. Everyone called her Shelly. I hated Shelly. That stuck with me for years. My mother said that she would not have rushed to judgment on a name, but I knew she would. I have informed my brother, who is now expecting his first baby, to simply tell her what the name is, rather than ask her opinion on the options. None of which matters. Khary and I have already named his baby. Bullet for a boy and Bullette for a girl. Because who doesn’t love a Baby Bullet?
Don’t get me started on last names. Had I married a different man, perhaps my first boyfriend, I may have kept my maiden name. His last name is Boehner. Yes, that’s pronounced Boner. Nice guy, bad name.
On another note, I was walking with Aja yesterday and a man walked up alongside us as we crossed the street. He looked at her, smiled, and said, “Look at you! A new taxpayer! And a CUTE new taxpayer!” He then turned to me and said thank you. That was one I hadn’t heard before.
Did you have names that you liked but couldn't use for your baby?
What is the oddest thing anyone has said to you and your child?