I don't know how many people do this, but I am constantly thinking about what names I am going to give my unborn children.
It's strange, because I was never the girl to dream about the big, white wedding. Being the loving, doting wife. But there's something about naming someone like the idea of.
I used to write a lot of short stories - enough to keep someone entertained for a good couple of hours and one of my favourite parts was building the characters, and of course naming them.
I used to pick names that I wished were my name. Going through my old journals, you can easily see that I wanted to be named the following at one time or another:
3. Amelia (or Mia)
4. Francesca (or Frankie)
5. Claudia (yes, I was an avid BSC fan).
I have heard the stories of the women who have their kid's names picked out for years. I'm not so much one of them. But I do listen out for interesting names, and upon hearing something I like, will roll it around in my head for a few days matching up middle names (mine is Elizabeth which is the safe one for now, and even though we're not religious, I like the idea of getting two chances to pick a name) and last names (mine, my partners - it will be one or the other as I will also keep my name).
Is it just me? Point is, I have come across one recently that has been tucked away as one to consider, and again I am back to liking the idea of giving someone that particular name, even though everyone else might hate it. Although you'll never know until I eventually do have children.
I have heard stories of women stealing other women's baby names. More so, friends choosing the name that the other had picked out for so long for their perfect child - and the animosity that it would bring between the two. I used to think that it was so stupid - there are a limited number of good names out there, people have to double up all the time. However I was shattered when, after confiding someone I knew about a very well thought out name I had picked for my unborn child, they used it soon afterwards on their newly arrived child. Dammit. On the plus, it's confirmation that I pick out the best names.