This is Nowhere Near as Good a My Story

Saw this story online today about a mom who decided she didn't like the name she gave her daughter.

Excerpts from the story:

When my daughter was about three days old I decided I hated the name and cried about it to anyone who would listen. The name in question: Nora.  We loved  the name and all was well until two days after her birth when I saw it in print: The name looked so weird.  It sounded off, too old-lady, unfeminine.  I honestly felt like I'd made a terrible mistake, but one I couldn't remedy. Or could I? I sound like a crazy person, right?  

My story about Aryeh's name is much better!


To see the full article: Why I Wanted to Change My Daughter's Name

How would my life have turned out differently? Part ll

While I am at it, I wonder what my life would have been like had I not been saddled with the horrible name of Lillian, and been called something cool like Lisa or Lynn.

Lillian was an old ladies name. Everyone, and they would all let me know when we were introduced, had a grandmother, great aunt, or other elderly relative named Lillian.

I didn't meet another Lillian who wasn't at least 60 years older than me for a long, long time.

Even when I started calling myself Lill, people would say, is that, like, short for Lillian?

My childhood was definitely affected negatively by that name. For example, remember Romper Room? Remember the magic mirror? "I see Debbie, I see Susan..." A Lillian was NEVER spotted, and you can’t imagine how traumatic that was for me.