What do you call your unborn before you’ve picked out a name? We’ve been struggling with this for a bit. Coming up with one name would have been a challenge, but two?
My darling husband Alex, father-to-be is still stalling in the name department. Really, pinning it on him is not entirely fair because I’m not exactly sure what we should call the little lima beans either. But in what’s sure to be an enduring pattern of family life, I’ll kick the responsibility for indecision to him!
The problem is, they are getting to the point where we don’t want to keep referring to them as “Baby A” and “Baby B.” Which is how the doctors and ultrasound technicians tell them apart. All I need is a whopping therapy bill in 15 years because “Baby A” has felt mysterious unconscious undue pressure to over-achieve, whereas “Baby B” has always somehow felt like the second, lesser child.
So from henceforth and until required to make some sort of legal declaration of identity, we shall now refer to the boys as Doot and Bing.
Of course, these will not be official birth certificate names, nor what we call them after they make their grand entrance sometime this winter. But for now, until we can figure out some handles we can live with, these will have to do.
Why Doot and Bing? The nics just popped out of my mouth one night as we were wrestling with names, and Alex cracked up.
So it shall be.
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Welcome, Doot and Bing! (That’s great.) And good luck with the picking of names for the birth certificate. That’s always fun! And you get to pick two, hooray! Do you have a system for that?
We just put a bunch of names we liked on a list on the fridge, and then as time went on, we started crossing off the ones we didn’t like anymore. That was kind of fun because suddenly one of us would yell out, “You know what? X has got to go.” It never rolled in gently…it was like an immediate need to cross that puppy off the list. Don’t know why, but it made us giggle.
Hey that is a GREAT idea! I have a long list and I’m going to do that tonight!
Watch out for the dark horse “baby B” (don’t know whether that is Doot or Bing). Charlie (our baby B) was pretty much on top, kicking Lindsey (our baby A) in head for the whole pregnancy. Linsdey hardly moved, was much smaller, and was so scrunched up at the bottom that the doctors told Jen she had to couldn’t try for the natural childbirth and that they had to come out. Guess who was born a minute first and now rules the house? Oh yeah….”Baby A” Lindsey!
Isn’t that always the way?!