Anyone else feel like they should’ve discussed baby names with their partner before getting pregnant? Before we started playing the name game, my husband and I agreed on everything. We like the same indie rock bands, the same books, the same underground restaurants, the same off-beat movies. We have artistic friends and creative careers. Our first purchase for the nursery was a record player.
But when it comes to names for our future baby boy, we couldn’t disagree more.
At first, I was suggesting names that are all over the place, in hopes of getting a handle of what kinds of names he likes. I suggested [name]Truman[/name] (nickname [name]Tru[/name], after Capote, my favorite writer) or [name]Otis[/name] or [name]Mick[/name] or [name]Chance[/name]. [name]How[/name] about [name]Holden[/name] or [name]Tuck[/name] or [name]Primo[/name] (like the elder brother in my favorite movie, Big [name]Night[/name]), or [name]Monty[/name] or [name]Theodore[/name] ([name]Teddy[/name] or [name]Theo[/name] – you can’t go wrong). My better half replied, “[name]How[/name] about [name]John[/name]?”
Reeling it in a bit, I suggested [name]Toby[/name] or [name]Tate[/name], [name]Emmett[/name] or [name]Eamon[/name], [name]Cale[/name] or [name]Mack[/name] or [name]Sam[/name]. He said, “Ummm, [name]Robert[/name]?” Ummm, uh-oh.
Looks like he needs something masculine and solid, but – with all due respect for the many wonderful Johns and [name]Roberts[/name] out there – I’d prefer something less run-of-the-mill. We’ve agreed to use my maiden name as the middle name, and his last name. [name]Both[/name] names are 3 or more syllables, Italian, and end in O – mine starts with Z and his starts with D.
Any suggestions? Or, perhaps, any moral support from those who were also shocked by their partner’s taste in names?