I am somewhat in awe of the fact that I have the power and the responsibility to choose another person’s name. It seems like it could have such an important impact on his or her life, that it could set the tone for much of their existence from the first impressions that people who have of them to whether they “match up” with their name in some way once they have lived with it for a while. And, as a language nerd, I hope that the name sounds good, flows well, and has some sort of personal significance.
Micah and I have a short list of names that we are considering for this little girl and as we get closer to the day when we will actually meet her, it makes me a little bit nervous to think that we may have missed something in our careful combing of the thousands of possibilities: not only that we may have missed a name that would be great, but that we may have missed something that should have killed one of the names we’re considering ages ago. I just hope that once we meet her and get a chance to match the name with the face, it’ll feel as right as it did when we named the boys.
Have you had a hard time naming your kids? Do you wait until they are born to announce, or do you, like us, feel that the baby comes first and the name after?