2 months old today. Sometimes I can recall nearly every moment, other times it feels like it's flown by. We are settling in. I'm not as terrified to take them both out as I thought I would be. We've been lucky to have house-guest's on and off for the last two months so it's given us a lot to look forward to and the opportunity to mix-up our daily routines a little. Actually, don't be fooled, we have no routines. Aside from eating and sleeping and the occasional bath it's pretty much chaos. Henry loves her and is pretty much borderline smothering:
"I think she's crying because she's so happy!" he says. It's no surprise that I've struggled with her name from day one when Chris took advantage of a still drugged-up post-partum woman and co-hearsed her into signing birth documents (he doesn't read this blog). About a week after she was born, I said to Chris, "I don't think I can live with the name Margot." And I kept remembering all you bloggers posting stories of people you'd known who changed their babies names. I didn't have to live with it for the rest of my life if I didn't like it. However, there were (2) very distinct moments where I realized we were absolutely not keeping the name Margot. A woman by the name of Margot, who lives in England, posted a comment on the blog:
I've seen elsewhere people saying it can also be turned into "maggot." I only got a slight bit of that but it's still not too nice!
My only advice is tweak the name to Margaux!! or change it."
Secondly, there was a gal from church named Margot Martin and from the pulpit, she was mistakenly referred to as MANGO MARTEEN. I. almost. died. Mango? Are you serious?? I looked at Chris, "Did you just hear that????" Margot was officially out.
But what were our alternatives? We couldn't agree on anything. I was so sick of looking at our baby name list. I decided to toss it and start completely over. The weeks wore on and I just hated not having a name for her. People would ask- we looked like totally lame parents. "Ugh- we don't know..." I called the State to find out what the process was to get a name changed. "Why do you want to change it?" they asked. "First, what's it to you and second, I don't want my child to be called Mango for the rest of her life. Ya heard?" So it's $20 and I have to fill out a form. Easy peasy. Oh and a pesky court order. Whatever that means.
"I could do Kate" he says.
"Let's do Kate"
"Kate it is"
Kate Ryan Moore