close
SM-Stamp-Join-1
  • Selfish Mother is the most brilliant blogging platform. Join here for free & you can post a blog within minutes. We don't edit or approve your words before they go live - it's up to you. And, with our cool new 'squares' design - you can share your blog to Instagram, too. What are you waiting for? Come join in! We can't wait to read what YOU have to say...

  • Your basic information

  • Your account information

View as: GRID LIST

Isn’t that a girls name?

1
So… I woke up and felt compelled to write about this.

Your name. Your identity, the sound that comes out of someone’s mouth when they want your attention. It’s usually the first thing you tell someone about yourself when you meet them for the first time. A thing that more often or not is apart of you from day 1. A person that loves you like no other has carefully chosen it for you.  It becomes a huge part of your story.

I often wonder why people feel like they need to comment on the name that you have given to your child? Now I’m no stranger

SelfishMother.com
2
to this with my first born being called Rudi Norman. I can usually rise above it, I mean who cares right? Well. This week someone made a comment to my husband and it peed me off so much that I wanted to hunt him down and tell him to eff off. Sadly I thought better of it.

David used to work with this guy, I’ve never met him but he always sounded like a bit of a dick to be honest. To cut a long story short they bumped into each other and made polite small talk as you do, urgh small talk. The conversation lead to our boys, he asked David what we called

SelfishMother.com
3
our ’new’ baby. His response to David’s answer ’Jesse, isn’t that a girl name? Seriously?! Now I’d like to say that David handled it with total professionalism, but actually I think he was just so shocked about what this guy had just said, that words failed him. Don’t you hate it when you think of an epic come back when it’s too late! Jesse NOT Jessie. It’s a unisex name Mr.

Both David and I found that choosing a name for our child was tricky, mainly because we both worked with children and so many names felt like they belonged to somebody

SelfishMother.com
4
else but not our child.  We wanted something unique, something that we loved, something that our boy could grow into. I always knew that if I had a baby boy that his name would be Norman after my darling Grandaddy, so that made it even harder to find a first name that sat well with Norman. We were so happy once we had settled on his name, for us it felt perfect, it was his from the start. We knew that not everybody would like it, we were a little nervous about what David’s parents would think, baring in mind David is actually David the third. But. We
SelfishMother.com
5
loved our boys name and that’s all that mattered. When he was born he instantly felt like my Rudi Norman, Rudi Norm, my precious Roo Roo. As expected not everyone liked his name, it was a mixed bag of responses, David’s parents totally embraced it, they had their first grandchild so I don’t think they cared. Strangers  seemed to feel a particular need to comment, I always thought it was weird, I’m pretty close to the bone but I’d never tell someone their kids name was stupid. But like I said I didn’t dwell on it too much I just thought it was
SelfishMother.com
6
kinda rude to be honest.

Boy 2. We found out at 13 weeks that Jesse was a boy. I had a slight second of sadness that I would never be a Mama to a girl, however I had always felt pretty strongly about having children of the same gender, I loved being a boy mama so much that I was totally over the moon. The names Harper, Olive, Belle, Beau, Blue, Joan, Ida all had to go in the never to be used pile. Shit. We literally didn’t have a single boy name on our list. We found it MUCH harder to find a name that we loved this time around, mainly because we

SelfishMother.com
7
loved Rudi’s name SO much. So for a little while our baby boy was called  Luca, then he was Beau and eventually he became Jesse. David chose his name and it made me feel so full of love to see him beam about his second baby boys name. When you have a  Rudi Norman you’ve gotta step up the game and make sure baby number 2 has an equally cool name. Jesse Frank, I think we served you well.

My name is as 80’s mainstream as they come – Lucy Jayne. But I love it. My Grandad named me Lucy and my middle name is Jayne as that was my Mums name before she

SelfishMother.com
8
was adopted so I’ve always felt pretty proud of my name. Like I said David is David the third, I like to call him this on occasion, hahaha! David the fourth WAS NOT an option! So we are both 30 something with run of the mill names. We decided that we didn’t want that for our children, we wanted something to help them stand out from the crowd, a little bit different, because lets face it, that is the way the world is evolving. Why not embrace how things have changed since we were born.

Names today are not what they used to be. Don’t get me wrong

SelfishMother.com
9
there will always be parents that love traditional names and those of us that choose something a little more unusual. That’s okay. As humans we have different opinions, different values, different reasons. I think the most important thing to keep in mind is that ’that name’ belongs to someone and unkind words can last a REALLY long time. Be bold, be brave, be traditional as long as its the right fit for you. Haters gonna hate and all that.

Rudi Norman and Jesse Frank, both me and your Daddy love you like you could not even begin to imagine. Wear

SelfishMother.com
10
your names with pride boys, go into the world and own it. Secretly we know that you will.
SelfishMother.com

By

This blog was originally posted on SelfishMother.com - why not sign up & share what's on your mind, too?

Why not write for Selfish Mother, too? You can sign up for free and post immediately.


We regularly share posts on @SelfishMother Instagram and Facebook :)

- 20 Dec 17

So… I woke up and felt compelled to write about this.

Your name. Your identity, the sound that comes out of someone’s mouth when they want your attention. It’s usually the first thing you tell someone about yourself when you meet them for the first time. A thing that more often or not is apart of you from day 1. A person that loves you like no other has carefully chosen it for you.  It becomes a huge part of your story.

I often wonder why people feel like they need to comment on the name that you have given to your child? Now I’m no stranger to this with my first born being called Rudi Norman. I can usually rise above it, I mean who cares right? Well. This week someone made a comment to my husband and it peed me off so much that I wanted to hunt him down and tell him to eff off. Sadly I thought better of it.

David used to work with this guy, I’ve never met him but he always sounded like a bit of a dick to be honest. To cut a long story short they bumped into each other and made polite small talk as you do, urgh small talk. The conversation lead to our boys, he asked David what we called our ‘new’ baby. His response to David’s answer ‘Jesse, isn’t that a girl name? Seriously?! Now I’d like to say that David handled it with total professionalism, but actually I think he was just so shocked about what this guy had just said, that words failed him. Don’t you hate it when you think of an epic come back when it’s too late! Jesse NOT Jessie. It’s a unisex name Mr.

Both David and I found that choosing a name for our child was tricky, mainly because we both worked with children and so many names felt like they belonged to somebody else but not our child.  We wanted something unique, something that we loved, something that our boy could grow into. I always knew that if I had a baby boy that his name would be Norman after my darling Grandaddy, so that made it even harder to find a first name that sat well with Norman. We were so happy once we had settled on his name, for us it felt perfect, it was his from the start. We knew that not everybody would like it, we were a little nervous about what David’s parents would think, baring in mind David is actually David the third. But. We loved our boys name and that’s all that mattered. When he was born he instantly felt like my Rudi Norman, Rudi Norm, my precious Roo Roo. As expected not everyone liked his name, it was a mixed bag of responses, David’s parents totally embraced it, they had their first grandchild so I don’t think they cared. Strangers  seemed to feel a particular need to comment, I always thought it was weird, I’m pretty close to the bone but I’d never tell someone their kids name was stupid. But like I said I didn’t dwell on it too much I just thought it was kinda rude to be honest.

Boy 2. We found out at 13 weeks that Jesse was a boy. I had a slight second of sadness that I would never be a Mama to a girl, however I had always felt pretty strongly about having children of the same gender, I loved being a boy mama so much that I was totally over the moon. The names Harper, Olive, Belle, Beau, Blue, Joan, Ida all had to go in the never to be used pile. Shit. We literally didn’t have a single boy name on our list. We found it MUCH harder to find a name that we loved this time around, mainly because we loved Rudi’s name SO much. So for a little while our baby boy was called  Luca, then he was Beau and eventually he became Jesse. David chose his name and it made me feel so full of love to see him beam about his second baby boys name. When you have a  Rudi Norman you’ve gotta step up the game and make sure baby number 2 has an equally cool name. Jesse Frank, I think we served you well.

My name is as 80’s mainstream as they come – Lucy Jayne. But I love it. My Grandad named me Lucy and my middle name is Jayne as that was my Mums name before she was adopted so I’ve always felt pretty proud of my name. Like I said David is David the third, I like to call him this on occasion, hahaha! David the fourth WAS NOT an option! So we are both 30 something with run of the mill names. We decided that we didn’t want that for our children, we wanted something to help them stand out from the crowd, a little bit different, because lets face it, that is the way the world is evolving. Why not embrace how things have changed since we were born.

Names today are not what they used to be. Don’t get me wrong there will always be parents that love traditional names and those of us that choose something a little more unusual. That’s okay. As humans we have different opinions, different values, different reasons. I think the most important thing to keep in mind is that ‘that name’ belongs to someone and unkind words can last a REALLY long time. Be bold, be brave, be traditional as long as its the right fit for you. Haters gonna hate and all that.

Rudi Norman and Jesse Frank, both me and your Daddy love you like you could not even begin to imagine. Wear your names with pride boys, go into the world and own it. Secretly we know that you will.

Did you enjoy this post? If so please support the writer: like, share and comment!


Why not join the SM CLUB, too? You can share posts & events immediately. It's free!

Hi, I'm Lucy, Mama of boys. Mama blogger. The Mama behind Roo and Boy. Usually caught winging life and navigating motherhood with anxiety and social pressures. Ex-teacher, makeup lover, living for COFFEE. Number one fan of Roo and Boy.

Post Tags


Keep up to date with Selfish Mother — Sign up for our newsletter and follow us on social media