Susanne Remic is a primary school teacher, freelance writer and parenting blogger. She writes at Ghostwritermummy and Maternity Matters and in between all of that she regularly wins mummy of the year awards for running around after her two children, aged six and 19 months. This is her pregnancy blog: an online diary of her third pregnancy as she strives to overcome two difficult births, one angel child and one awkward toddler. Join Susanne as she shares every step of her journey from bump to baby!
The name game
By Susanne Remic on 17 Oct 2011
Any other mums –to-be play the name game with their partners? My husband hates it with a passion. If he had his way, our kids would be named after Star Wars characters and be done with it. As it is, I love choosing baby names...
My daughter’s name was easy. We called her Eva, after my nanna and because we really liked the name. It is still my favourite girl’s name of all time and its meaning is really lovely. Eva means: life, or living one. Its apt because my daughter introduced me to a whole new life, as a mother. She is the most special girl in the world as far as I am concerned and so her name is not only beautiful but filled with special meaning too.
My son’s name was a little more difficult to settle on. Whereas we agreed on Eva straight away, my husband dragged his heels with my choice for our son. Before we knew our daughter was a girl, I was convinced she was a boy and I wanted to call her Luka. So naturally, in finding out that we were having a boy, I assumed Luka would be the agreed choice and that was that. Oh no. My husband admits that it wasn’t until he was faced with me unconscious on a bed and with a tube down my throat that he relented. He thought he might lose me and so felt my name choice was the only really choice he could make.
My son’s name is Croatian, as opposed to Luca which is Italian. My husband’s father’s family is Croatian, so again there is something behind the choice. Luka means: man from Luciania. Not quite as special as Eva, but still lovely.
This time, I’ve told my husband that he can choose the name, but I am allowed limitless vetos. Does that sound fair? I’ve used up my favourite boys and girls names, so I really don’t envy him the task of naming a third child. I do put my foot down at Chewbacca though. I also have a few secret weapons up my sleeves which I will subconsciously slip into his thoughts every now and then (there are a couple of names I like but not knowing the gender makes this all very tricky).
So how did you choose your children’s names? And do you have any suggestions I can pinch?
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