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It's Not Just a Name

This has been weighing on my mind lately. Let's talk baby names. Not that you can copyright a name, but if you are like me, you spent a lot of time and even a sleepless night or two thinking about what to name your new baby to be. You want it to be unique, original and in my case uncommon. 

Rhylan, Emersyn and Everly. My babies. The names that I put so much thought into. As a mom, it's not just a name. It's something so special to you, because you put so much thought into that perfect name. 

I feel like there should be some kind of mom code. Listen. I know that it's impossible to have the only Rhylan, Emersyn and Everly on the planet. Thanks to Pinterest, many names will take off and start trending. As a matter of fact, I have started to see and hear the name Everly popping up more and more. But what about when someone you know or in my case once knew, names their children the same thing?

When I first heard they named their first born son Rhylan, I lost sleep. They were still in the picture when my Rhylan was born. I can still hear her saying how cute he was. We still have mutual friends even. Why would you want a name that matches someone you are still mutually connected to. Why not be original? 

I was able to let that go. Until....

Baby number two. They have named their second born Emersyn! EMERSYN! What are the freaking odds? So I'm assuming the third will be Everly? I guess we won't know until that time comes. 

At least spell them differently or something? Next time we cross paths (because we will), what on earth am I supposed to say? Cute names? 

Tell me moms, am I crazy for being upset about this? Like I said, it's not just a name. It is something so special to a mom. Am I the only one who tried to pick a name that was different from anyone I know or once knew? And what on earth do I say to them next time we cross paths? 

Perhaps I should be flattered, but I'm truly not. Thank you very much for taking something so personal to me and calling it your own. You're welcome I guess.




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