Two days in a row! This must be a record. Well, the Little Person is still sleeping, so I get to enjoy some caffeine and a little Jim Croce on the Pandora. So, we gave our daughter a beautiful name. It's traditional without being old-fashioned, normal without being common. A great deal of love and thought was put into her name . . . and I have about 1,000,000 nicknames that I use more often than her actual name. Typically I use her first name (and often her middle name as well) only when I'm scolding her about worming her way into the pantry or standing up on the recliner. And the nicknames change all the time.
It started with Bear. This one came about before she was born, and yes, she typifies a growly, surly Bear. Who knew? That then morphed into Bear-Bear. And now I'm getting fuzzy. Really, there have been so many, and ones that were fleeting, that I don't know them all anymore. S. Essie Mae (her evil alter ego). Stinky. Stink Tink. Stinky Tinkerbell. Princess Face. Ooh, Smelly Butt, just remembered that one. A few actually have stuck, like Peaches, which compliments her Aunt's nickname, Naneril (it means banana, and I don't really remember where that came from). There's also Face (derivatives include Facie and Facers) because of her expressive and quite beautiful face.
Disclaimer: I'm her Mom, I'm allowed to gush over her, and I sincerely only do that around my family.
I guess this is a Mom thing. She's my first and only baby. What concerns me is that she has so many ridiculous nicknames that it may lose that special quality. What is her special, unique baby name? Should she just have one? Am I going overboard like I always do (hello, Hypermom)?! Does it make her seem even more spoiled than she already is?
Welcome to the life of the Hypermom. What don't we worry about?
I had a million names from you just like Baby Doll (one of my current nicknames for her) does. And I turned out just fine :-D
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