I found myself in a daze—not from a night of partying, but from the whirlwind of giving birth and the emotions that came with it. As I lay in the hospital, trying to recover, a kind lady kept popping in to check on me. I wasn’t exactly sure what her role was, but to me, she was just the “Name-Checking Lady.” Over and over, she asked, “Have you picked a name?” To be honest, that was the least of my worries. My little one was in the NICU, and all I could think about was how to manage my recovery and start producing milk to feed her.
My husband and I are the type of parents who prefer to meet our child before making a name decision. We had some ideas in mind, but we wanted to ensure the name suited her personality. I was okay with waiting a couple of days, even if it meant dodging the frequent interruptions. When we finally found ourselves in the same room, we had the conversation.
We gazed at pictures of our daughter and spent time with her in the NICU. Ultimately, we chose the name—Aria. It felt just right, symbolizing beauty and strength. We picked a middle name that began with “S,” and our last name also started with “S.” What a delightful coincidence!
Finally, it was time to announce her birth name on social media, making it feel official. We completed the paperwork, chuckling and shedding tears in the process, before proudly submitting it for our little Aria.
However, not long after, my mom doodled her name and turned to me with a concerned expression. “We have a bit of an issue,” she said. “Her initials spell ASS.”
Soon after, congratulatory messages flooded in, but one message stood out: “Hey, do you realize her initials spell ASS?” Honestly, it was a little comical, as both my kids have had their moments that could warrant that nickname. Still, the thought of signing official documents or having her initials mocked at school was too much for me to handle. I didn’t want my daughter to face any unnecessary teasing.
So, my husband wheeled me back to the nurse’s station, and I confronted the paperwork lady. To my relief, she hadn’t submitted it yet. We quickly made the necessary changes, swapping her first and middle names and turning in the corrected paperwork like nothing had happened.
I replaced my social media announcement with an honest post admitting to my initial blunder and promising to do better. Now that she’s 2, I realize that both ASS and SAS are fitting descriptions for my little ones at times.
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Summary:
Choosing a baby name can be more complicated than it seems, especially when considering the implications of initials. After an amusing yet revealing moment, I learned the importance of checking a name’s initials before finalizing it. Naming our daughter Aria turned out to be a delightful experience, but not without its humorous hiccups.