The 7 Biggest Mistakes Newbie Baby Namers Make

Parent Dish ^ | Apr 7, 2011 | Pamela Satran and Linda Rosenkrantz

[Yaelle]

I went to school with a Dick Mann. Seems a little redundant, no?

[Shimmer1]

I finally noticed, when an adult, that my birth certificate has my middle name spelled as DeLaine. I spell it Delaine.

[Shimmer1]

Emyli??

[Osage Orange]

LOL

[GOPJ]

I’m with you - people with ‘made up’ names have a hard time getting a job or being taken seriously. Leave this crap to inner city Detroit. Notice the names of the women writing this article? Sane and traditional...

[Slicksadick]

Black chick at work...Safonda Cox

[bannie]

LOL! Growing up, as one of six kids, whenever Dad spoke to me, I had anywhere from one to six names.

[Shimmer1]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hVrIyEu6h_E

[mylife]

Yup!

[ThomasThomas]

When they choose their babies name they should consider that the baby could choose their retirement home.

[bannie]

I was born in the early 50’s. One year there were SIX Debbie’s in my class.

[kalee]

My uncle’s best friend was Harry Pitts.

[Shimmer1]

Bucky O’Hare!!!!!

[mylife]

Rich snot! LoL

[bannie]

We had a family tradition—I think this used to be common—of naming a son after the maternal grandfather...first name=first name, last name=middle name.

Grandpa=Robert David Smith
Baby=Robert Smith Jones

Ours went for, at least four generations; but my daughter had no sons.

[goat granny]

Thanks, my first laugh of the day....

[goat granny]

I keep reading your last line and bust out laughing again, thanks....

[kalee]

I like family names. I think they inspire a sense of history, tradition and belonging.
My father died 2 years before my son was born. He would have loved my son and been proud that we named him after him. I knew the name came from my father’s mother’s family but did not know how long it had been in use until I did some genealogical research into her family. It goes back many generations all the way to the 1800’s in one combination, form or another.

[RikaStrom]

LOL! Growing up, as one of six kids, whenever Dad spoke to me, I had anywhere from one to six names.

My grandmother, when she would be staring right at you, would go down list until she reached your name. And she would snap and point. LOL

Seadragon, Echo (dog), Muffin (also a dog), Rika!

ROFLOL

[goat granny]

a bruised rib, for goodness sake, don’t sneeze, its worse than laughing..