Some of the catch up:
We named our little bird Lyv Eyre Lindis Corbell. It took us a month, much to my mother's irritation. She wanted us to name her Tallulah. I had a few rules about our girl's name. One of them being that the name not end in -ah or -a. (90% of girls' names right now end in a. It's a bit much when you spend time on the playground and only hear ValeriaJuliaStefanaIdaMikaLilaLula so on and so forth. Not that each isn't pretty in its own right). Also no names that Demi Moore used on her own children. No names in the top 100. No names that happen to be names of any of our former pets. No names of Disney princesses or heroines. No names that rhyme with Corbell or Fyo (obviously). Also hesitant of alliterative names because it doesn't take much to go over the top (Coco Corbell? Corbett Corbell? Ick) In short, a unique name that's cute and sounds smart.
Tallulah happens to be rather common in Brooklyn, so it didn't make the list. The names that did?
Aerin
Quin
Gwen
Prue
Tru
Tucker
Calder
Ansel
Ari
Roan (as in The Secret of Roan Inish)
Blythe (Bly)
Skaadi
Blix
Astrid
Hazel
Maris/Meris
Marin
Meryl
Mer
Elan
Erwin
Pip
Quindalin
Luv
Quil
Cody
Lil
Bronwyn
Taavi
Tate
Oiseau (since we call her Birdy anyway. but this one took Husband 30 minutes to grasp the spelling)
Agnes
Iris
Io
Ione
Hero/Hiro
Aerwyn
Yves
Lin
just to name a few.
Ironically, Husband thought of Lyv the first week, but the night before the birth certificate was due, he got cold feet. So we filled the birth certificate with the mundane Baby Girl Lindis Corbell. Except that if you don't give your child a first name, they don't let you give your child a middle name. Rascals. So then. Baby Girl Corbell. On the official certificate, this translated to "No Name Given Corbell." (They could have added "Not For Lack of Trying"). Almost a month to the day after she was born, Husband was ready to commit to Lyv.
I had the middle names Eyre Lindis picked out months before. Because yes, Jane Eyre is my most favorite book ever. I would have made her first name Eyre, but couldn't imagine shouting it on the playground and having it sound like "air".
In the end, we think Lyv is perfect and gorgeous and fits her.
And my mother who so hoped we'd name her Tallulah?
She hates it.
(oh well. What are you going to do?)
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