Five years ago, when I thought I didn’t even want to have kids I had a baby name reserved in my head.
It was Hannah.
Then one of my best friends got pregnant and she liked the name as well. It got awkward. We tussled over the name on the phone.
“That’s my baby name,” I said to my newly pregnant friend.
I was years away from having a baby and we both ended up having boys. This unusual hostility was over nothing that eventuated, but I’m not alone in my fight over a baby name.
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Writer Megan Woolsey says her best friend, Jessica*, stole her baby name and then stopped talking to her.
The pair had been friends for 30 years and it suddenly went all wrong.
“We were at the hospital for the birth of each other’s first babies, lovingly gushing over the newest addition to our new three-generation deep friendship,” Woolsey said in an article for Redbook.
But when Jessica was pregnant with her second child and wanted to name her daughter Elsie, there was a big problem. Her best friend had a daughter with the same name.
“My daughter’s name was very special to me,” said Woolsey.
Top Comments
What a stupid, stupid thing to worry about. Talk about a first world problem! How about everyone call their baby what they want and no-one gets "dibs" on a name unless they've actually trademarked it. We have three Bens in our family. Big Ben, Cousin Ben and Bennie (nephew of Big Ben). Last generation there were four Lesleys.
Stop worrying about a name and just pray for a healthy baby because your name quarrel won't matter a bit when you're in the neonatal ward!
A big family rift started 34 years ago, partly over name but primarily because I had a boy and my brother "only" had two girls. Then we had the audacity to call our son the same name as my father. It was actually the only name we could agree on. Things were never the same again and we don't speak at all anymore and haven't for years. Pathetically childish I think. Years ago I decided they could get on with it, other things in life are more important than that so I gave up trying to be friendly and act as though nothing had happened. It still lingers in the family like a bad smell though... utterly childish.