I would certainly say that I am one of “those” girls who has dreamed about her life from the moment she was a little girl. You know … the dream wedding (which, thanks to my parents, I did have!), the two-story home with the fence surrounding it, and of course, the kids and perhaps a dog to go along with it. So needless to say, I have pondered the thought of my children’s names a time or two.
I am fairly sure that on a previous blog – I admitted to my high school strategic plan to have twin girls who I would name Whitney & Britney. Well obviously, times have changed and I clearly have moved passed that idea … and I promise that I would never impart that bad fortune onto any genetic blood of my own.
(And even if I was crazy enough to want to, my husband would never let me.)
So now that any names I have previously believed to be worthy are crossed off the list – I am left with the task of finding the perfect moniker for my first child, a daughter. One that will take her from birth to an adult woman, and be “impeccably-fitting” all the way through. I will admit that I was once thought that this task was going to be an easy one – but in the last few weeks it has proven to be quite the opposite.
Mr. BB & I both would love a name that is different without being too different, girly without being too girly, and one that obviously flows well with our last name. It has been quite the task. Thus, our name game continues. Three months left until we must have that perfect name for that bundle of joy we currently, and fondly, refer to as Little Miss Brickner.