The Art of the (Baby Name) Breakup
You never forget your first breakup.
I wasn’t the only one who fell fast for his charms. Everywhere I went, people gushed about how much they loved Ben. At first I was delighted that so many people shared my opinion of Ben’s greatness. Then an uneasiness set in.
Would I ever escape Ben’s popularity? Was I destined for a life of strangers telling me about their personal experiences with Ben? Would those stories affect how I felt and make me wonder if I’d made the right choice in sticking with Ben?
I decided to end it.
I had to cross Ben off my baby name list.
It wasn’t easy. Ben was so appealing. Everyone agreed on that. Which was precisely my problem. I’d already named my daughter Sophie, which hadn’t been nearly as popular when I first fell for it, a decade before she was born. Its popularity at and after her birth made me realize that I wanted to prioritize more offbeat choices. The only choice was to dump Ben.
Not just easier… fun.
The strangest thing was how often I’d agonized over removing a name only to find another terrific one quickly sneak into its place. No sooner had I bid farewell to Bianca and Olivier, than I was welcoming Ingrid and Alistair.
Maybe instead of suffering over every name that’s giving us that hesitant feeling inside, we should confidently cross them off and be open to what happens. There are so many amazing names available – you could reject an entire book’s worth of them and still have more than enough left over for any one person to use.
I feel so strongly about this that I’d like to offer up some of my beloved ex-namefriends for your consideration. We weren’t soul mates, but they’re all worthy of a first date.
And so, I present to you (in verse) the names I’ve loved, in the hopes you’ll be inspired to weed out those not-quite-right names on your list and find your perfect match.
To All The Names I’ve Loved Before…
To all the names I’ve loved before but had to say peace out –
Someone will fall in love with you. Of that there is no doubt.
Abigail – It’s terrible with my husband’s last name.
Ben – I miss him, but I made the right choice all the same.
Claire – I’ve got a relative who’d say it’s in her honor.
Eleanor – A timeless gem that’s easy to misspell.
I’ll skip (for now) some names I’ve dumped that start with F through L.
Noah – love it, but the last name causes grief again.
Paige – No reason why. It’s fine. I dumped it just because.
But when it came to picking them, I had to give the boot.
But on my baby’s birth certificate they’ll never be.
(When I chose Sophie, it was not. That blew up in my face.)
Dear names, I loved you so, and though I’m sad we had to part,
I’ll smile when I hear you’ve captured someone else’s heart.
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on February 10th, 2020 at 2:53 pm
This post was too cute!! 🙂
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