After talking with several of my peers I realized that I hold a very common fear—the fear of infertility. This used to almost keep me awake at night, wondering if my uterus would ever function in the way in which she (yes, she) was built to function. Finally last year I questioned this fear, and came to the realization that if Rob and I could not bear children of our own that we would undoubtedly survive and either (1) live together happily with a houseful of dogs or (2) find alternative methods of child-making.
But last summer after a conversation with my husband, brother-in-law and sister-in-law, I realized that I really hope we can have children for the sole reason that the scenario positively needs to come to fruition:
Me: We already have girls’ names picked out, but Rob never likes any boys’ names I suggest. Either they’re too Biblical, too modern, too hipster-y, etc., etc.
Brother-in-law, Nick: Why don’t you just name the kid Robert? Runs in the family.
Me: Well, then I’d want to call him Robbie rather than Bob or Bobby [Rob’s father and step-father], and I already call Rob Robbie.
Nick: You could call him R2.
Me: Better yet, we could name him after my dad, Daniel. Robert Daniel. Then we could call him R2D2.
Rob: *Blinks* That's it. That is our son’s name. That is officially the only boy’s name and nickname that I will accept.
Do you have baby names picked out for your future or non-existent children?
P.S. - I know you are wondering and yes, I tried to come up with a name that would spell out C3PO and failed miserably.