I had a name picked out. My husband actually agreed to it (which is like pulling teeth to get more of an “eh” or “meh” outta him). Anyways, for the past 20 or so weeks, we have loved the name: Wulfric [name_m]Hume[/name_m]. Sounds kind of odd, but the explanation of how we got there is pretty neat. [name_m]Hume[/name_m] is a long-standing family name on my side. It is an alternative to the name [name_m]Holmes[/name_m]. I love the [name_m]Sherlock[/name_m] [name_m]Holmes[/name_m] stories with my favorite being the Hound of Baskerville (about a supposed werewolf hunting a family). We are both of heavy [name_m]German[/name_m], Hungarian, and surrounding area descent and decided that Wulfric sounded like it represented that heritage with its harder sounds. We were surprised with how many people actually liked it. I figured we would get more nose scrunches that anything, but folks in our lives liked the thought we put into it at the very least…until his friend. Ugh.
This friend spent hours flooding my facebook messenger with “better” name choice and criticizing and making fun of the name (and indirectly our child…or maybe I am being too sensitive, but I digress). Normally I would have ignored it…but possibly again due to hormones and being sensitive, I can’t though after literally pages of shaming against Wulfric [name_m]Hume[/name_m]. Paired with the fact that my mother and father obviously hate it, I am just sorta done with it. Mom asks me everyday if I am sure it isn’t a family name because it is so odd, why else would I choose it. Gah! Mom! My dad hates his dad, and even though he didn’t know is Grandpa [name_m]Hume[/name_m], I think he hates him (and the name) just for having raised that boy became my Grandpa and apparently a shitty dad to my dad.
…And now we are back to exactly where we were about 20 weeks ago. I hate it. Starting all over and trying to engage a husband who seems apathetic about the name choosing process back into the game. He thinks everything is “meh.” I can’t get him to look up names or write out a list of favorites. I picked a bunch of names I liked, then told him to cross out the ones he hated, asterisk the ones he loves, and don’t put anything by the ones he likes but doesn’t love or hate. Out of 100 names of varying origin, spelling, stuffiness, aloofness, etc, he liked 5. But he doesn’t love any of the 5. I told him to try and pick no more than three names off the list for each name that he thinks would work for a middle name for his top 5 picks, and I would do the same…then we would compare…see what overlapped / etc, then make a list of favorites, then just keep that list until the birth and see which one fit. Seemed easy and reasonable to me. Apparently not. His list is still blank days later…it literally has only been moved from its original spot because the cat skittered across the table and moved it a few inches.
We tried an App that is supposed to be the Tinder of [name_u]Baby[/name_u] Names (swipe left if you hate the name that pops up, or swipe right if you like it). The App would then show the list of names the partners both loved…I couldn’t even get him to do that. We ended up agreeing on only two names: [name_m]Roman[/name_m] and [name_m]Gideon[/name_m]. Too bad they don’t work well together, or we would be set.
I decided tonight that my favorite is [name_m]Theodore[/name_m] [name_m]Edmund[/name_m] Vogler. He could be [name_u]Teddy[/name_u] as a kid, [name_u]Theo[/name_u] when/if he wants a “sexy name” (I’ve thought about this ever since someone said “imagine his wife having to moan ‘ooohhh archie’ during sex” when I suggested [name_m]Archer[/name_m] during my first pregnancy), and he could be Grammpa Ted when he is older. He could have a professional name with [name_m]Theodore[/name_m] or Ted and a fun name with [name_u]Theo[/name_u] or [name_u]Teddy[/name_u]. I never really liked [name_m]Edmund[/name_m] until I saw it paired with [name_m]Theodore[/name_m], and then it just felt right and I got a warm feeling in my chest when thinking about seeing a blonde toddler bopping around with that name. It is a lot different than our original choice.
I haven’t brought it up to my husband though…so now I am scared I have found a name that I am in love with and that is kinda actually normal…and my husband is going to reject the hell out of it. sigh