Figuring out a name took us a while...
Now that we’re nearing the sixth month of our官网下载beplay体育ios版, my husband and I finally feel safe enough to try to settle ona name. I had suffered amiscarriage我最后一次怀孕和ANYTH官网下载beplay体育ios版不想做ING prematurely this time around. So, around month four, we started thinking about names for both boys and girls.
First came the issue of whether or not we were going to give the babya Jewish name. We’rean interfaith couple, but my husband has no strong ties to any religion and 99% of the time defers to Judaism when it comes to life law, at least as long as we’ve been together (10+ years). That pretty much means that he’s never been a regular church-goer in his childhood, and always comes with me toHigh Holy Days,Passover, and the occasionalShabbatservice.
I myself am a Reform Jew, so while I’m totally Jewish, I didn’t necessarily want to lobby for a Hebrew name–especially after watchingFreakonomicsand getting scared silly that any sort of ethnicity in my future child’s name would forever make it impossible for him/her to get a job in the future. I know that’s a stupid fear to have, but it also gave me another reason not to name my kid the same five names found in everyHebrew school—Adam,David,Daniel,Jacob, orNoah. Not that those names aren’t fabulous, but they’re used so often. Plus, I already have living family members with four out five of those names. But I didn’t want to totally abandon Jewish tradition when it came to the name. So, we went with the Jewish traditional “dead relative” route–choosing the first initials of my dead grandparents and going from there.
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Here’s where the cultural disparity came into play. My husband would suggest names like Luke andMichael, to which I would shriek, “NO! Too goyish!” Then I would suggest names likeMordechaiandLeah, to which he would be shriek, “NO! Too biblical!” (NOTE: Being my man for over a decade, heknowsthat the phrase “NO! Too Jewish!”cannotcome from him!). This continued for some time, until we finally found a few names here and there that we liked, but never really settled on anything concrete.
This back and forth banter went on until last week, when we finally learned the sex of our little fetus–no penis, soit’s a girl! That cut the names down by half (buh-bye Miles Lee, which I was just starting to love). The name for a girl had always been Carolyn, which I love, with the middle name maybe being Leigh (which is a bit too goyish for my tastes). We changed Leigh to Leona–which isn’t really Jewish, per se, but IS a female derivative of my Grandpa Leo’s name. So, thus far, it’s going to be Carolyn Leona… unless we change our minds again, which is very likely.
My husband never knew mygrandparentsCarol & Leo, but they bothsurvived Auschwitzand were two of the strongest people I know. My baby’s name might not betotallyJewish, and her Daddy has never officially converted, but she’s going to have the blood of survivors running through her veins, and what’s more Jewish than that?
