Selecting a name for my firstborn was a momentous task. After much deliberation, we settled on the name of his great-great-grandfather, Addison, paired with the middle name David, honoring both my father and brother-in-law. This combination felt just right, and I reveled in the compliments we received. One individual even remarked, “That sounds presidential!” Indeed, it was a name I cherished.
During pregnancy, everyone is eager to know the chosen name, and I was more than willing to share. However, despite the careful selection, we ended up calling him Add—derived from the playful phrase “this doesn’t add up.” My daughter, in her innocent speech, dubbed him Add, and it stuck. Now, at 13, he is rarely addressed by anything else; it’s all “Add” around here.
With our second child, we aimed for another meaningful name, this time inspired by her great-great-grandmother. We loved the name Anna; it complemented my own name, Kathrine, perfectly. “What a beautiful name!” people would exclaim, yet nowadays, she goes by “Lady.” I find myself saying, “Oh, Lady,” countless times each day, even while cheering at her basketball games. It suits her beautifully, encapsulating her essence.
The real adventure began with our third child, when my older kids were still mastering their vocabulary. Named Jack, he entered the world as a round, shiny bundle, and I affectionately called him “Bubble.” As he grew, this evolved into “Chubby Bubble,” and eventually I merged the two into “Chubble” for easier pronunciation. Soon after, I kissed his smooth head, and thus he became known as “Butter.” Eventually, his siblings simplified it to “Bubba,” which has remained his name to this day.
This whimsical evolution of names highlights the irony of our careful naming process. We agonize over the perfect name, keep it a secret to avoid theft by others, and announce it with pride, only for it to transform into something completely different. While some nicknames are derived from their formal names, others reflect physical or personality traits—my favorite kind. Despite criticisms that such nicknames are superficial, I find them charming, and many parents I know share this sentiment.
Before long, family, friends, and even teachers have adopted these nicknames, reflecting the endearing qualities that resonate more than the original names. Choosing a name for your child is a significant decision; it is a reflection of your family’s identity or perhaps simply a name you’ve cherished for years. Ultimately, the names we select say more about us than they do about our children.
However, regardless of the time and effort invested in naming our little ones, it’s likely they will be known by a completely different name for much of their lives, and that in itself becomes a cherished part of their identity.
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In summary, the journey of naming our children often leads to affectionate nicknames that reflect their unique personalities and traits, reminding us that these names, while chosen with love, may evolve into something even more special over time.
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