I am a member of a parenting group on Facebook, it’s huge and in addition to women posting obviously positive pregnancy tests and asking what everyone thinks… (We think it’s positive. Because it’s positive. Like the example on the box that the test comes in. And the instruction leaflet contained within the box…) people ask for name ideas.
The most common post is something along the lines of ‘Baby girl/boy due in x weeks, really struggling for names, give me your unusual baby names.’
Always the want of ‘unusual’. Then they come, many sound like they were thought up under the influence of strong non-prescription drugs.
Now I’m not here to tell you what to call your child but for goodness sake your child has to live with this name. They have to write it on marriage certificates and drivers licenses and have it called out in school and during appointments, it will be the first thing potential employers know about them. So perhaps spread your net a little wider than Facebook.
The problem is everyone is so obsessed with their child being unique.
Your child will be unique. They will be the only the only version of themselves. They’ll grow and amaze you and make you proud. They’ll excel at some things, and struggle with others. There are so many ways they will distinguish themselves and their name will just be a name.
My name is not common and it’s a boy’s name. And I hated it as a child. I could never (and still can’t) find it on pens, key rings and bookmarks in souvenir shops. I didn’t know a single other person with my name and I longed for a ‘normal’ name. I cursed my mother for not calling me ‘Jenny’. And for having the following conversation too many times:
‘Yes Chesney, yes it is a boy’s name. Yes I’m a girl. My mum thought it suited either. No, nothing to do with ‘Chesney Hawks’ yes I’m sure, I was already in school when his song came out. Oh right now you’re singing I am the one and only. No that’s not the first time I’ve heard that joke. Actually it’s after Chesney Allen. No not many people have heard of him. Do you know the song ‘Run Rabbit’ from the Second World War? No I don’t suppose you do. Well he sang that. Yes I do know there is a Chesney in Coronation Street. No I don’t watch it. Can you excuse me I’d like to go stab myself in the face.’
DO YOU WANT TO LEAVE YOUR CHILDREN TO THOSE KIND OF SHIT CONVERSATIONS?
Or imagine this:
‘Yes, Sunset -Rose-Ocean-Banana?
‘How did I get my name?’
‘A random stranger on Facebook suggested it sweetheart’
Really? Arsecloud is rather unique as a name for a person but you won’t find me rushing to get it on a birth certificate.
So please, think about this. There is a very fine line between ‘unusual’ and ‘stupid’, I think we’ve all seen enough internet to know society won’t be kind.
In other news:
Got the glitter glue out earlier. The boy actually enjoyed being creative. We’ve just got to wait four years for it to dry.
I correctly predicted that I wouldn’t sleep last night and have been a bit of a shouty mama today. I have zero tolerance for Paw Patrol related tantrums.
I thought it would be nice to have a hot chocolate with the Bald Kitten earlier. I was wrong. It’s all over the sofa, all over him and for some reason I can’t fathom he kept putting his fist in it.