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We have six more weeks before this kid is due, and still my husband and I have had zero progress on the baby name front. You can tell that this is our second kid because instead of stressing out and desperately searching for an appropriate name for this girl, our conversations over the last few months tend to go like:
"Oh hey, we should probably come up with a name for this kid."
"Yeah, we probably should."
*Tom and I fall asleep*
Other than general apathy or a belief that the right name will magically fall out of the sky without us having to do any work, I think part of the slowness are the four goofy rules that we have about picking a name which were created when I was pregnant with our son.
Our rules are this weird mixture of the... er... less than normal upbringings that Tom and I had:
1. No Bible Names.
Personally, even though I was raised by hard core atheists, I have nothing against bible names in particular. It's my husband, whose crazy parents tried every hard core fringe religion (and managed to get kicked out of their churches) that insisted on this rule. Unfortunately, this constitutes like 75% of western names in existence, including Tom's own name which I think he hates.
2. No Names of English Monarchs.
Another rule insisted on by my husband. This is because both of his crazy parents and most of his siblings have names like Charles, Elizabeth, Anne, William and Edward. And since his relationship with most of his family vacillates between amused tolerance and sheer annoyance, he feels pretty strongly about this.
3. No Names of Ayn Rand Heroes.
This particular hangup is mine because my parents believe, despite all evidence to the contrary, that they are some kind of hard core Randians. Of course, they aren't even remotely hard core Randians because my parents are actually loving, caring and giving people who put their kids first when we were growing up, are extremely generous with their family and friends and pretty much live their actual lives as normal people instead of being complete and utter assholes.
They insist upon this for some reason, to the point that I was almost named Dominique after Howard Roarke's fucked up love interest in The Fountainhead. You know the complete and utter crazy bitch who gets raped by the hero... and likes it? Yeah that one. *facepalm* Luckily my mom decided at the last minute that she liked a different name better.
Still, the scars of dodging that bullet have lasted 32 years and I refuse to name any kid of mine with a name that any of her characters have. However since women seem to be rare in her books in comparison to the men, this isn't really that much of a restriction since I wasn't planning on naming this girl Dagney, the only other female Rand heroine of consequence.
4. No Names in the Top 25.
This is just a goofy desire to make sure our own precious snowflakes won't be confused with other people's obviously inferior precious snowflakes.
So any suggestions that follow these rules?![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
plutospawn has been particularly helpful in her suggestion of Xochiquetzal (she insists that it's pronounced "Sharyl"), and I just know you all will come up with something good...
"Oh hey, we should probably come up with a name for this kid."
"Yeah, we probably should."
*Tom and I fall asleep*
Other than general apathy or a belief that the right name will magically fall out of the sky without us having to do any work, I think part of the slowness are the four goofy rules that we have about picking a name which were created when I was pregnant with our son.
Our rules are this weird mixture of the... er... less than normal upbringings that Tom and I had:
1. No Bible Names.
Personally, even though I was raised by hard core atheists, I have nothing against bible names in particular. It's my husband, whose crazy parents tried every hard core fringe religion (and managed to get kicked out of their churches) that insisted on this rule. Unfortunately, this constitutes like 75% of western names in existence, including Tom's own name which I think he hates.
2. No Names of English Monarchs.
Another rule insisted on by my husband. This is because both of his crazy parents and most of his siblings have names like Charles, Elizabeth, Anne, William and Edward. And since his relationship with most of his family vacillates between amused tolerance and sheer annoyance, he feels pretty strongly about this.
3. No Names of Ayn Rand Heroes.
This particular hangup is mine because my parents believe, despite all evidence to the contrary, that they are some kind of hard core Randians. Of course, they aren't even remotely hard core Randians because my parents are actually loving, caring and giving people who put their kids first when we were growing up, are extremely generous with their family and friends and pretty much live their actual lives as normal people instead of being complete and utter assholes.
They insist upon this for some reason, to the point that I was almost named Dominique after Howard Roarke's fucked up love interest in The Fountainhead. You know the complete and utter crazy bitch who gets raped by the hero... and likes it? Yeah that one. *facepalm* Luckily my mom decided at the last minute that she liked a different name better.
Still, the scars of dodging that bullet have lasted 32 years and I refuse to name any kid of mine with a name that any of her characters have. However since women seem to be rare in her books in comparison to the men, this isn't really that much of a restriction since I wasn't planning on naming this girl Dagney, the only other female Rand heroine of consequence.
4. No Names in the Top 25.
This is just a goofy desire to make sure our own precious snowflakes won't be confused with other people's obviously inferior precious snowflakes.
So any suggestions that follow these rules?
plutospawn has been particularly helpful in her suggestion of Xochiquetzal (she insists that it's pronounced "Sharyl"), and I just know you all will come up with something good...Tags:
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