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Call me crazy, but now that we have our two children, and we've used the two names that we've loved the most... I'm worried about not having another name for a future child.  So much so, that when we were driving (over an hour) home from my aunt's house and we started talking about it.  I've tried to be just as unique as our first two, with what could be our third child's name.

Ideas... Olive, Arlo, Oliver, Merrill, Lucille, Paige, Luther, Aurora, Farrow, Jackson, Adelaide, LulaMae, Margaret, etc...

Some of those names are boy names or girl names, some are surnames from our family to be used as a first name (which is our trend) and other names are just family names that we (I) think are cool.  Is our name for our next child in this list?  Who knows?  Are there names that we like that aren't on this list?  Yes.  Do we have one for both gender that we love?  No.  We are struggling with a boy name.

I guess the next question would be... when are we planning to add to our family?  And the response would be, not for a few years.  We plan to have me on the depo shot for about 3 more quarters and then we're going to discuss our plan.  That would make Emie about 1 year old and Coen just over 2 years.  Once I'm off the depo, it could take up to a year for my body to adjust and get back to a normal cycle and actually ovulate, as well.  So, we'd like to prolong the future plan of another child by at least a year but possibly 2 years.

This is our plan for right now, but with another year under our belts, we might change our minds.

With that said, we do have a potential girl name, but we need a boy name before it can be right in my head to move forward.  Seems strange, I'm sure, but it's just the OCD in my coming out.


Nadja Brocus said…
I'm the opposite. I have a name picked out for a son that will never be. When I dream of him he has the name but it will never be a reality.


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