I am as obsessed with middle names as any good nameberry.
But sometimes I wonder why when I think how little a role my middle name plays in my life. [name_f]My[/name_f] parents were never the type to say out my full name if I did something they didn’t like. [name_f]My[/name_f] husband knows my middle as do my early childhood girlfriends, but I doubt my newer friends do.
I seldom sign my middle name or even initial.
I guess I think about this dichotomy most when I read posts about parents changing their first name choices because they don’t go with the middles they like and it does make me laugh.
Of course I’m a big nicknamer and would probably nickname my child from all his or her three names so maybe the obsession is valid. Any thoughts?