So far, this pregnancy I’ve been debating the perfect nickname for this growing baby. Lil’ J was formerly known as Spawnie, and I loved her nickname. Some people thought it was mean, and as if I was calling my child an alien spawn, but it fit my personality, and how I used to refer to babies, and my friends “spawning” or being “with-spawn.”
I wanted something equally endearing (or not) for this child, along the same theme.
“Parasite,” someone told me. But that seemed a little too mean, even for me. And “Paris” for short seems to “real-namish”.
“Squirt” was another name I thought of, after watching Finding Nemo… But then someone asked if that perhaps correlates with a bladder problem (no it doesn’t) and another said “Aww, Daddy’s little squirt”. Both those things left a bad taste in my mouth.
I went back and forth with a friend about possible nicknames:
I liked Cheese Fry and was going to stick with that. I’ve had a strange craving for cheese fries. But it still didn’t fit with my theme.
Then, on my way to pick up Lil’ J from school, I felt a wave of exhaustion hit me (again). I can’t believe how tired I’ve been. It’s SO HARD for me to feel unproductive for so long. This kid is suckin the life out of me like a leech…
I’ve named my fetus Leechie!
I know no one will like it. I told a couple of friends but their moans and groans didn’t deter me from liking this name. Then this morning I told my husband:
“Hey! Remember [Lil’ J’s] nickname when I was pregnant with her?”
“Yea, and you know what I’m naming this one?”
“Spawnie number two?”
… Whatever, I know it’s equally as cool as Spawnie. We aren’t agreeing on REAL names for this kid right now either.
Love it? Hate it? Don’t matter. I hereby name this baby for the next (+/-)6 months my Little Leechie!!
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