There's something I need to get off my chest. Something I feel so guilty about and need to get passed.
Before my Little Man was born I had a list of names. At the top of my list were names like Grayson, Holden, or Asher. But, my favorite name was...Ezra. I love Ezra. It is a biblical name and to me a very strong name. It's unique and seemed to be perfect for my baby boy. When Little Man was born my husband and I had only agreed on one name. He hated the names I came up with. We tried so hard to find names we agreed on but we still only agreed on one. Because we couldn't agree on any other names that one name became Little Man's name. It's a cute name and most definitely unique but still to this day I regret Little Man's name. He looks like an Ezra to me and just doesn't fit the name we gave him. Little Miss's name ends in A and is four letters long just like Ezra. Ezra and Little Miss's name go together perfect. Little Miss has a short first name and an even shorter middle name while Little Man has an 8 letter first name and a 7 letter middle name...their names just don't go together.
I realize he's four months old and there's nothing I can do. Even if I wanted to change his name which I wouldn't because it just wouldn't be right, my husband wouldn't let me. I'm just so hoping he grows into the name we gave him and that these regrets and insecurities will go away.
Have you ever felt this way about your child's name?