I was just reading a transcript of a recent Voice of America broadcast, “More US Parents Think Beyond Most Popular Names for Babies.” No revolutionary baby-naming information to be found, but one thing did catch my attention.
The broadcast included mini-interviews with about a dozen parents. In several of the families, one or two children had been given names with some sort of significance, while another had been given a name that was basically random. Some examples:
Elizabeth is named after my grandmother. Daniel is named after Daniel in the Bible. And Zachary sounded wild and fun so we went with it.
Caroline was a name that we liked. We found it in a baby book. And then Michael we named after my husband’s good friend and my father.
Carla Marie. This is Ashley Lyn and William David. Carla was from a friend. William was from my husband’s uncle and Ashley we just picked.
I’d certainly feel short-changed if I were Zachary, Caroline or Ashley, wouldn’t you?
There’s nothing wrong with any of these names, of course…it’s just too bad that certain siblings will have cool stories to tell about their names, while others will only be able to say something like: “Well, my folks found it in a book.”