the name
I couldn't have imagined it would be that difficult and even troublesome. The methods of choosing were common and unsuccessful: lists of more or less possible names, asking for folks' advice and checking up the year's statistics. Neither my husband nor I had any preferences. We knew we didn't want too popular, too sugary or too exotic one. No name seemed to satisfy my inner detector till the resident of my belly was 5 months old and my cousin announced round the festive board on the occasion of my birthday: 'Lev' The name which had escaped even our longest lists now sounded in a new and special way for me. That's it. For me. My husband would not hear of it. And I couldn't insist because really didn't want misunderstandment in such a grand matter. So, as you can see from my LJ nick, I managed to bring home the bacon. It took me the rest 4 months. I acted by hook or by crook: saying the name melodiously into my husband's ear, inventing various funny and attractive derivatives, doing my best to make the name have good habitual tune.
In the end I myself came on so strong for my son's name that now I am at a great loss how to call our next baby if it is a boy again ))
In the end I myself came on so strong for my son's name that now I am at a great loss how to call our next baby if it is a boy again ))