I’m not vain. I come from a large family, have many friends but I’ve never had a baby named after me. It has been suggested a couple of times. Two of my cousins mulled over the idea of naming baby – their firstborns no less – Marissa, after me.
I was deeply honored. Who wouldn’t be? But, I must admit that I was a little disappointed when neither child was given my name. In the end just knowing that my name was on the shortlist was enough to make me feel special. (I’m easily pleased.)
It goes without saying that naming your kid is a pretty big deal. I’ve even written a book about it and – aside from the meaning of your child’s name – if you give them a moniker that’s a nod to someone else you’d better make damn sure that you like that person. I have a friend for example who’s the daughter of teachers and they struggled to find a name that wasn’t one of their many (bratty) students.