So here I am 32 weeks pregnant… could blow at any minute really. And we have NO name. None. Nada. Zilch.
With G we had three choices at this point, and we knew we would not make a decision until he was born. But this time, we’ve got nothing. D flips daily on the name he likes, but never likes the one I do. And to be honest if he did come around and decide he liked the name I did, I’m not sure I could commit to it. Naming a child is such a big responsibility. Some people don’t take it seriously, but it is. Courtesy of my friend Jen, I came across a great tutorial on how to name your baby. Hysterial, but still doesn’t help us.
Check it out.
Maybe Quathyryn? What do you think?
On a more serious note, I have figured out the difference in naming G and No.2. With G… we consulted God. What did He want G to be named. It was a constant conversation. And when we found the three top choices, we waited for direction on which one was right. This time… we have done it all on our own, well mostly. And so now I am giving it up to God. She will be His daughter first. Here’s hoping in the next few weeks we can find the right name for our little girl.
PS Thank goodness we never needed a girl name with G; we never did agree on one even then…