What's in a name?

Naming your little one after infertility is an adventure. 

The first thing Blue and I did when we started trying was lie in bed and giggle about silly baby names, but that was back in the days where TTC was fun and new.  After a while it was painful to think about baby names, they were just another reminder of the little one I didn’t have in my belly. 

About a year into our journey with IF Blue and I fell in love with the name Lincoln and after that there was no question, we would have a Lincoln.  Then the Lincoln dilemma happened…  Quick recap, about a month before our gender scan family friends had a son and announced his name was Lincoln. 

Without fail every name you love gets ruined by a fertile, either some idiot you didn’t like from high school stole it (which you wouldn’t even know about if it weren’t for stupid Fertilebook) or your best friend, cousin, coworker, etc. already used it.  Either way all your favorites are gone by the time you get to them. 

I just couldn’t get past the shared name thing, Linc no longer felt right…

Blue and I wrote down baby names everyday after that, texted them when they came to mind, etc.  By the time his gender reveal came around we had about 20 boy’s names we liked, the operative word was liked, not loved. 

So one night Blue challenged me and said “let’s pick his name tonight.”  That seemed extreme to me, too quick, but I decided we could at least narrow down the list.  At the last minute we each threw on one more name and then name by name started shortening the list.

We finally got down to three names.  One that had some family significance and the two we added at the last minute, and then there was one...  But, the planner in me couldn’t pick our baby’s name in one night!  So, we agreed to try calling him by it in private for a while and see if it stuck, and it did.



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The reason we picked Marek (besides loving it) is because Blue was very close with his grandpa who was Polish and so to honor him we decided to use a Polish name (it is kind of like the equivalent of Mark in Poland.)  In Poland it is pronounced Mah-deck, we will make it easy on him and pronounce it the American way, Mer-eck.

His middle name is my maiden name, a shortened version of it is Dewy which was my nickname and my grandpa’s nickname growing up and so we’ll use Dewy for a nickname.

Blue and I mostly call him Marek now, but sometimes Mer.  His sister and her kids (3 and 5) call him Baby Dewy, which is so cute to hear.  The rest of the family seems to switch back and forth between the two.  I’m super happy with our choice and feel like it just fits.