So, we’re having a boy in July.
And naturally, the very next question people ask is “So do you have a name picked out?”
No, no we don’t.
My husband is weird about names…he won’t even remotely discuss them until we find out the gender of the baby. No matter how hard I try, he won’t even give me a grunt in either direction when I try to suggest a name before that big ultrasound.
Apparently he didn’t get the memo that little girls daydream about what they will name their future babies for years and years…and now that we’re actually pregnant, it’s finally time and all we want to do is scribble names in the margins of notebooks, on scraps of paper, and practice matching it up with sibling names for a guaranteed good fit. We look up the trending data, meanings, and different spellings. It’s like a full time job people!
Years of anticipation…fizzled by his insistence that he won’t even consider thinking about it. After all, “why bother talking about girl names and then find out its a boy?!”
BECAUSE IT’S FUN. It’s what girls do. Just go with it.
So…we don’t have a name picked out because we’ve only known for a few days a this point.
But even if we did…I wouldn’t tell you.
We keep the name of the baby a secret until it’s born.
Which drives our moms BATTY. Completely up a wall crazy. Which kinda makes it more fun. (Kidding. Mostly.)
Look, you already know I’m having a baby…you already know I’m having a boy…and in a few months, you’ll even know the exact date he’ll be born (I’ll have a c-section)…can we keep something a surprise????
Besides, this way I don’t have to listen to your “opinions” on the name…or veiled suggestions for alternatives…or start getting lots of obnoxiously personalized baby gear.
That being said, we asked Henry if he had any suggestions on what to name the baby.
I will share these with you because I’m confident that not one of them will make the final cut.
“What should we name Baby Brother?”
“Gabriel…or Walter.” (His two best friends at preschool).
“Actually, I think Walter is best.”
Hmmm…okay, I mean, I know we go pretty traditional, old fashioned names (Henry, Lucy, Jill)…but Walter…it’s a bit much.
Nigel…the mean bird from the movie Rio. Also the name he has given multiple toys and action figures around the house.
As in, Gilbert the cat in that horrific Caillou cartoon (that incidentally, we have not allowed them to watch even one time since I wrote that post…the more I thought about it, and read your comments, the more I realized I really didn’t want my kids watching it.)
So, we won’t tell you the names we pick out (whenever we finally decide), but I can tell you that you can rule out: Gabriel, Walter, Nigel and Gilbert.
(No offense to anyone who loves those names…they just aren’t our thing).
I do, however, regularly refer to the baby as Walter, because it’s kind of funny.
“Walter likes churros.”
“Walter needs some water.”
“Walter asked for another sleeve of Girl Scout Cookies.”
You know, the usual.
Do you announce the name of your babies before they are born? Are you glad you did or do you wish you wouldn’t have?