For the most part, I really love and enjoy being pregnant. Although nights are rough from the start. My circulation is horrible, so I have to roll over numerous times. Anyone else's ears fall asleep? It hurts.
Anyway, this post isn't really about that. One thing that is fun about being pregnant is thinking about and finding names. At Sunday dinner this week my parents, siblings and I had a long conversation about names. So many opinions, which I welcome. But, in the end, we like different things. And that's okay. I announced that I like to share the names in my head for other's thoughts and reactions (although I really only take my mom and sisters seriously). But, when I get serious about a name, everyone can keep their thoughts to themselves. I don't need to know what it rhymes with or reminds everyone of. I know not everyone will like my choice, but that's why it's my choice. And, I won't like everyone else's name choices either.
Naming a child is stressful. I think so hard about it (I overthink a lot of things). I always check the social securtiy website to be sure it is not too popular of a name. Plus, I have a husband who makes a funny face at most names I propose, but doesn't ever come up with any on his own. I suppose it's a good thing we have many months to make a final decision.
Surely I'm not the only one who struggles with this fun task of naming a child?