Kim Kardashian and Kayne West decided to name their baby girl North West. I think it’s kinda cool. I definitely think it could have been worse. So, with all the name hub bub going on, I thought I’d do a post this week about baby names.
When choosing a name for a dog you should choose something with two syllables. If you choose something with three it will be too long to say, and you will inevitably shorten it. If you choose something with one syllable it can be easily mistaken for a command (since they are all one syllable words like, sit, stay and fetch).
However, when it comes to choosing a name for your baby there are no such rules. To bad there aren’t because they might have helped out a girl I once knew named Marsha Mellow.
When my grandmother passed away decided then and there that if I ever had a girl I would name her June (see June Says Her First Word). So, when I found out I was pregnant, I figured I had it covered. I think I wanted a girl so much I just convinced myself I was having one.
Then, at our twenty week anatomy scan the ultrasound tech declared “it” was a “he”. Uh oh. We had no boy names prepared at all!
So we decided to start with something easy. The last name. Should it me mine or his. Since I really liked the novel Catcher in the Rye, I did suggest Holden Caulfield, but then I conceded. It would make more sense to have his last name since we might get married one day and then I would have his last name too. But, that too led to problems.
I had always liked the name Perry for a boy. But Perry Berry? Not cool. I had always liked the name Harrison but Harry Berry? Same problem. Being part Irish and having an Irish name (my parents met in Shannon Ireland, thank god it wasn’t in Scarborough) I liked Irish names. But Aiden and Quinn sounded to female with Berry.
One thing we both agreed on was that we didn’t want a very common name. I remember having a Tiffany A., a Tiffany K. and Tiffany S. all in my grade one class. So other names I liked such as Ethan and Noah were out.
One of Jeff’s favourite shows was Lost, and there was a (yummy) character on it named Sawyer. I liked it. He liked it. It wasn’t just from the show, but literary as well (that’s where the character on the show got it) and it was definitely unique. So Sawyer it was. For his middle name we decided to stick with the one that my grandfather, my father and my brother had and continue to pass it down.
With the twins, we had two names to choose, and this time we were ready with one girl’s name and one boy’s name (since boy/girl are the most common type of twins). Then we found out it was two girls. I had done a lot of reading, but I knew even without a book, naming them something similar would be a mistake. I wanted people to see them as individuals, not half of a team, which is common when you choose either rhyming names or names starting with the same letter. Plus, I really wanted to name on of them June. I chose Baby A because she was the troublemaker up to that point and my Nana was a spunky lady. (In the end I chose well since out of all three kids, June is the only one who takes after me).
For the second name, we threw around a lot of ideas. Middle names we decided to name after our mothers, one each. It was our way of thanking them for all they had done for us and preserving their memories.
Game of Thrones is one of my favourite shows and I had liked a lot of the names from it since I started watching. I thought the names Arya and Sansa were both beautiful. So did a lot of other people. At my work the name Arya started popping up everywhere, so I decided that was out. But Sansa, it went with Shannon and Sawyer and it was Sanskrit which I liked. (I have been a Buddhist for many years, one of my dogs was named Akasha and I have Buddha tattooed on my leg). Luckily, Jeff agreed.
So there you have it, all three names. So now it’s your turn. Is there a story behind the name you chose for your child? Did you even have a say? Let’s hear.