Remember how I blogged about all the pressure I feel about having babies? Sometimes you just have to choose to laugh instead of getting stressed out. For example, my mom has lately taken to telling me all her favourite baby names, just in case. I've reminded her that she already had the chance to name me and my brother, but she persists in throwing random options out there, and honestly, they are all really weird!
The most recent example of this is that my mom just got back from in Italy and was eager to tell me her new favourite girls name: Lucrezia. Let's just note that any future biological babies will be Belgian-English-Scottish-Chinese-Canadian, with some Malaysian and German cultural heritage thrown in for good measure, but certainly not Italian. Not to mention that the only association I have for that name is the Renaissance figure Lucrezia Borgia.* Sometimes, she makes me want to pull an Elizabeth Bennet and shake my head while softly murmuring, "Oh, mamma..." It also makes me wonder what kind of name she'd have chosen if she had gone to some place like Iceland** instead.
Does anyone else experience this?? How do you handle it?
*According to Wikipedia, "Lucrezia Borgia (18 April 1480 – 24 June 1519) was the illegitimate daughter of Rodrigo Borgia, the powerful Renaissance Valencian who later became Pope Alexander VI, and Vannozza dei Cattanei. Her brothers included Cesare Borgia, Giovanni Borgia, and Gioffre Borgia. It is often suggested that Cesare and Lucrezia may have had an incestuous relationship." You can read the full article here. Hmmm, I'm not so sure I want to name my future daughter after this person....
**According to this site, one of the most popular girls' names in Iceland for 2010 was Hrafnhildur. (And I'm not naming my kid that either!)