Baby Name Game

“Do you have names picked out?”

Of course we do. Defending their privacy seems to be a small obstacle as everyone not only wants to hear the names, they want to react, give you feedback, and ultimately, tell you long stories about how they knew someone with the same name. Typically, it was a bad ex situation, a kid who always peed themselves in the first grade, or the name rhymes or sounds very similar to something unfavorable. 
When my mom was pregnant with my youngest brother, she was bent on the name Avery, when someone commented that it sounded like “Overy.” And that was that. Also unfortunate and tragic, she was sold on the name Harrison, with a nickname of “Harry.” Combined with my maiden name of “Reddick,” which I will delicately point out has two syllables, it could have been a train wreck. Thankfully, she did garner some honest feedback on that one.
Like not knowing the gender, people easily take offense to the holdout on not sharing baby names. In the fitting room at Anthropologie, I was asked yet again by a salesperson. When politely letting her know we were keeping those close to the chest, she sputtered back, “oh, I see….not even the anthropologie fitting room girl, huh?”(as if I wasn’t having a tough enough time of cramming my large rear and gut into their $$$ clothing to begin with).
So I developed an alternate course of action. I change my selections on any given day, but for your delight, I’ll share my list here:
If it’s a boy, we’re going to name him {Adolph/Judas/Osama/Saddam}…it’s a family name.
If it’s a girl, we’re going to name her {Jezebel/Bertha}
The trick has been to pick one name and stick with it. Of course if you gave up the rest of the list, people would be onto you. But it’s surprising how long you can run with just one. It’s had the effect of both pacifying their curiosity and getting me off the hook for the zillionth time. 
What’s best, no one has any personal stories about these characters because they have never met one. How strange!

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