Name Game

I don’t really have anything to talk about today – which is weird.  I always have SOMETHING on my mind.  Ok, I’m lying – I do have things on my mind, but they aren’t blog worthy.  Like baby names – I love the name game.  I love hearing what other people are naming their kids.  People have such different tastes.  If I’m being completely honest, I usually don’t love the names others choose – Ha!  But that’s totally fine because I’m sure they don’t like my favorites. 
 

I was reading the top 100 boys names list to A a couple weeks ago.  It was really funny to hear his reaction to some of the names.  According to him, the names I like are “stupid” and I think the names he likes are really boring.  It was incredibly hard for me to commit to W’s name.  I liked it, but I wasn’t convinced it was THE name.  The name he’d have for his entire life, his identity.  And I wouldn’t completely agree to it until I saw him.  What if he just didn’t look like a W?  Now, I wouldn’t change his name for anything.  It’s perfect.  And I know I haven’t disclosed it on here so it’s not really fair to keep talking about it, but I will say he does have a traditional first name and an Irish middle name – a pattern I hope to repeat if we have any more children.

On a completely different note, W had a great night last night.  You can barely see where he bumped his head and he slept through the night.  Hallelujah (I totally had to Google how to spell hallelujah)!