Dolman. And that is not my baby’s name.
32 weeks pregnant
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When it comes to baby names, my husband and I didn’t really struggle with picking out ones that we both liked.
I always thought it would lead to an aggressive, heated argument with each of us defending our “perfect” baby names until the other gives in.
But come to think of it, that’s not how we operate in any other aspect of life so I’m not sure why I thought baby names would be so hard.
Anyway, we’ve been calling the baby by his name for weeks now. We had this name (and a girl name) picked out before we even knew we were having a boy, so it made it really fun to imagine our son with this name we’ve been calling him.
I really took a long time before I buckled down and said that his name was _________ . I think it’s the gravity of naming a human being, along with not really knowing this child. I mean, all I know right now is that he likes to hang on on my right side. When he gets adventurous, he’ll shimmy over to my left hemisphere. But that has only happened a handful of times.
Some part of him is lodged right near my belly button too. He gets the hiccups every once in awhile, but is generally a calm baby.
So given that’s all I really know about him at this point in time, it’s hard to throw a name on that!
But, a few weeks ago, Justin and I pretty much decided that what we’ve been calling him will be his name.
Like all things in life, that was a lot more anticlimactic than I thought it would be. If I remember correctly, Justin was in the bathroom at the sink, either shaving or getting ready for bed, and I was in the bedroom putting clothes away.
“Hey babe. Are you still thinking of over boy names that you like?”
“No, not really”
“Me neither. So when are we going to officially say that ______ is his name?”
“I don’t know, whenever I guess.”
“Okay, well, should we just go ahead and say that’s what it is?”
And that was that.
You may be thinking,”Wow, she must have a very unique and interesting name for her child since she’s keeping it a secret. . . ” Hate to dissapoint, but it’s probably one of the most classic, simple, uninteresting names around town. But that’s what we really love about it. If I may quote my sister (who frequently quotes Michael Scott from The Office) “Kiss. . . and that stands for Keep it Simple Stupid”.
So, I’ll share his name with you all on the day that he enters the world. And what a rough day that will be for him, don’t you think? I mean, thrust out from a warm, comfortable place that feeds you constantly into a cold, bright world with unfamiliarity all around you? It’s how I feel every time I leave my parent’s home. Or Dunkin Donuts.