I’ve written about this before, but naming a child is HARD.
Oh sure, you’ve had that name for your future little girl picked out since middle school. You’ve written it in pretty handwriting a million times, and dotted the “i” with a heart. I get it. I did it too. I still do it, if we’re being honest.
And that’s all fine and dandy until said little girl is actually on the way, and then it becomes way more real life and less imaginary. Suddenly the name you loved feels a little juvenile… or made up… or dated.
The name you give your child has to fit. Does it “go” with your last name? What do the initials spell? Will kids pick on them because of their name? Do you go with family names, or classic names, or religious names, or hipster names, or vintage names, or pop culture names, or exotic names, or…? Does it flow with their siblings’ names?
Oh, and then your spouse gets an opinion. Which in my case, isn’t exactly helpful most of the time. Then everyone else THINKS they get an opinion.
Baby names are hard.
Since we are 99.9 percent decided on Baby C2’s name, I feel like I can give away my rejects. And sit tight – you might just hear C2’s name before June.
Mr. Cotten is a huge advocate for this name. He loves it. However, since I’m nearly certain this child was made in Athens, Georgia, I’m going to have to put my foot down on this one. “What are you named after?” “Oh, the town where I was conceived…”
See names 1 and 2. Combine.
Why my husband loves this name, I may never know. Also, C2 is a Gemini.
This was actually one of our top running boy names… until we realized The-o-Dore is essentially Dor-o-Thy reversed.
Courtny Jr. for a boy? Can you do Courtny Jr. for a girl? How does that even work?
Pearl was my great-grandmother’s middle name, and I actually fought for it as a middle name for C2 for awhile. That is, until I was reminded that some family friends used to have a cute bulldog named Pearl… who peed every time she got excited. Now I can’t get past the association as a dog name.
8. Brutus / Flash / Titan
Just… nope. You think I’m kidding, don’t you?
Mr. Cotten was all like, “Hey, what about Rey? R-E-Y?” and I was all like, “Yeah, that’s kind of pretty!” And then he was like, “Yeah it’s the new girl in the Star Wars movie!” Uh no.
My husband. He picks the best names. *sarcasm* Seriously, this was his No. 1 name for a boy. Isn’t Maxim a nudey men’s magazine?
I could go on and on for DAYS. And these are just the bad rejects… I didn’t even mention the names I entertained!
Let’s hear it – what baby names did you have to veto? How did you end up deciding on a name? Can you even guess what name we’re giving Dorothy’s sister? hint: part of it is a family name, and part of it is totally random.