Like I said last time, I have kept many lists of potential names throughout the years. Here is a look back at some of the names to have crossed my list (and off of it too):
5-6 years old: As a child, I loved baby dolls (no surprise there, MG). I had three “My Child Dolls” which were a big deal for a while and they were named:
Emily (copied directly, and I mean directly after my cousin’s), Mallory, and Lucy
Then came Cabbage Patch dolls and it felt wrong to name them anything other then what their birth certificates christened them. Mine were:
Sherry (ironically), Yolanda, Dustin (a name which, no offense, my mom abhors and has made me swear up and down that I would never name a son that. Also ironic.)
7-9 years: I received one of my deepest desires–a doll that looked and felt like a real baby. I blessed her as
had she been a boy? Peter. I thought long and hard about those names and I remember them feeling “just right”.
9-11 years: I went through a (weird?) French phase and was really into having triplet sets of kids with similar names:
Collette, Babbette, Suzette
12-14 years: And then middle school came and my list became decidedly American
Kimberlie, Jacqueline, Kori/Korinne (Korinne was one of the first names that I ever truly fell in love with. No idea what the inspiration was behind it, but I still smile extra big every time I meet a living one), Joshua, Tommy, Jason
15-16 years: Then I took Spanish class and (<<squeal>>) we got to pick our own names that the teacher would call us by every single day!!! I carefully poured over the list of Spanish monikers and chose after much consideration
Still love it (especially with the “f”, as opposed to the “ph”). Too bad about 7 years later it exploded in popularity.
Senior year, I made the leap from Sofia to
as Aurora from Sleeping Beauty had been a favorite since childhood. (But not sure it exactly rolls of the Spanish tongue)
18 years: In high school, my favorite names began to sound a bit more preppy. My “Baby Think It Over” in Child Development Class was thoughtfully named
Peyton Reed (boy) (long before “Peyton” became a unisex name)
College: My names swung a bit hippy
Willow, Sierra (another name that I truly, truly loved but has since been ruined), Mara, Malachi, Jonah, Cohen
Early Marriage: I put N through the gamut of names. I loved creative and unique names from place names and nouns to the Old Southern namesake names. Because these names were all wildcards (for me), they didn’t last long on my list, but I had fun dreaming them up:
Mercedes, Stila, Hartley, Arden, Luna,
Gunner, Arlo, Emmett
N, the ever conservative, probably wouldn’t have gone for them anyway; but one phase we did go through together was a color phase. We thought it would be fun if we had twins to name them matching color names.
That phase didn’t last, but our inspiration did.
MAYBY’s third name will be the name of a color. Just like MG’s. This allows us to add a little unconventional flair to her name that really won’t be present in any documents other than her birth certificate and SS card. Because of this reason alone, I debated continuing with the trend of a second middle name, but Daddy (ever the second-child-advocate) insisted. And I’m glad that he did. I just didn’t want to make the decision all by myself.
Considering MG’s color name is a name that you may not have heard before (unless you are an oil painter or Pantone color wheel enthusiast), you can probably (safely) bet that this baby’s will be something other than Scarlett, Violet, Amber, et. al. But I’ve said too much already 🙂
More about her first two (and more commonly used) names next Friday,