Just over 5 years ago my second son was born. As my first son's name was decided by his father even before he met me, I was in charge of naming Baby #2. I struggled, and I mean struggled, to find just the right name for him. Eventually, I decided on a traditional name, but as it was supposed to be somewhat of a nod to me, it was to be spelled non-traditionally with a "K". So it began, with scribbles on pages in every spelling and style I could think of, trying to make it work. Finally, I decided on the traditional Greek spelling, K-H-R-I-S-T-O-F-E-R. And yes, I know. He's not Greek.Admittedly, I have always hated it. Spelling it out for doctors, dentists, school and immunization records. Ugh. What a nightmare. What had I done to my poor child? I have wanted to change it since the day I filled out the official paperwork. Constant regret. After all, I have played this game before. Whenever I am asked my name I answer, "Kristine with a 'k'," making sure to say "with a 'k' " as swiftly as possible lest my scribe reach for the white-out. And when my last name was "Negron", if I spoke too quickly, many would erroneously hear "Kristina Groans". Oh dear.
So, after reading a baby name blog and realizing how many people with "names as unique as themselves" just wish their parents had simply named them Jane or John, I've decided to make my desire to officially change the spelling of my youngest son's name a reality. Christopher. Christopher Brian Negron. No need to explain, no unsolicited questions, no more spelling it before telling it.
He's not going to keep his baby blanket, anyway.
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