Although I’ve previously written about the challenge of naming Madelyn and how we wish we could go back and give her a different name, there was something about Mama Kat’s 2nd prompt in this week’s Writer’s Workshop that inspired me.
Prompt 2.) I almost named my child _______, but chose _______ instead because…
(No offenses to the Mary Beths of the world; I’m just definitely a “Liz”.)
Longtime readers know that
Craig we had specific naming rules, one of which was to “name a baby what you intend to call her”. We also tend to prefer shorter names: Craig, Liz, Jack, Kate.
So all this is to say that I don’t understand how we as a family have so many nicknames.
Though I do hold the dog responsible for starting it.
Jack‘s list of nicknames includes but is not limited to: Jackson Brown, Brown Dog, Brown, Buddy Buddy, Jax.
When Tessa Belle came along a few months ago, she quickly attained several monikers herself like: Tessa B, B-ster, B, TB, Hips Don’t Lie, Foxy Lady, Wolfie.
Among the 2 girls, Madelyn Rose has the most nicknames. And for obvious reasons. Her’s include: Maddie, Moo, MaddaRoo, Rose, Roo, Rooster, Mooster the Rooster, Booty Baby.
Kate, much to her displeasure, doesn’t have many nicknames. Because I’m lazy, I do sometimes call her “Kay”. And my term of endearment for her has always been “Sweets”. But Kate has reached an age where she wants a nickname and feels left out for not having one.
I blame Kindergarten for this.
Because all of her friends have nicknames, she needs to have one, too! It’s all about the group mentality at age 6, apparently. I tried telling her that her name is perfect as it is because she doesn’t need a nickname to go with it. Kate thought about it for a second, but then gave me the, “I don’t think so, Mom!” response.
One thing I know for sure is the best nicknames emerge organically over time. As badly as Kate wants it to happen, she’s not going to be able to convince a group of her friends to address her by some 7 syllable alter ego (which are what her attempts at creating possible nicknames for herself were).
I hate to break it to ya, kid, but these are the ropes. If I were you, I’d be pretty happy with the name of “Kate”. I’m sure there will come a time that you make some sort of public misstep, and earn some type of nickname as a result. Maybe then you’ll realize that nicknames aren’t all that they are cracked up to be.
What nicknames do you have? What nicknames are you happy to have outgrown?