I’ve changed my mind about one of the biggest decisions I’ve ever made. Is it way too late?
It took my husband and I forever to pick a baby name. And now, with our beautiful baby girl celebrating her four-month birthday… I really really hate it.
I have always wanted kids. Ever since I can remember. So I have been thinking about baby names for a very, very long time. However, all those years and all those names were thrown out during the 9 months I was pregnant. I wanted something really original. I didn’t want my baby having the same name as everyone in the class. I hated that when I was little.
So it wasn’t until the very end of pregnancy that my husband and I finally decided on a girl’s name and a boy’s name (we didn’t know the gender of our baby). This is probably where we went wrong.
When I took my little baby girl out in those first few weeks, people would bend down and coo at her. Asking what her name was. When I told them, their facial expression made me like her name even less. And more than often, I would have to repeat her original name a few times before they understood it.
At Medicare, the lady behind the counter read the forms I handed in. She checked about six times whether I had spelt my baby's name correctly. That made me like her name even less.