Chuck and I honestly didn't 100% decide on Charlie's name until about a week before he was born. Through no fault of my husband's- I was just too indecisive! I couldn't figure out how people knew what their baby's name would be months before they were born. I had favorites, sure, but I felt like 1. Naming a human is a HUGE responsibility and 2. How would I know if the name fit until I met him?
After bouncing around many an option, we landed on Charles Davis. It meant a lot to Chuck to have our son named after him, and I was on-board under the condition that he be called "Charlie." I have probably given Chuck a complex with how many times I've told him how much I hate his name. The two things that come to my mind when I hear "Chuck?" Upchuck. Ground chuck. Gross.
Charlie, on the other hand, was a name I loved and at the end of the day was the only name I could actually picture calling my son (besides Baby Pep, of course). When my Grandma passed in September, I wanted to name our baby after her. If we had had a girl, she would have been little Vera, but of course this is not how things went down. Davis was my Grandma's maiden name, so I thought it was the perfect name to incorporate for our little boy's middle name.
As much as I love Baby Pep's name, there were a few honorable mentions that I was reluctant to give up. These are some of the names that didn't make the cut:
What are some of your favorite baby names?
Do you think we made the right choice (especially given my affinity for old people names)?
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