What's in a name?

So our beautiful bundle of "pink" joy arrived at 5:35 am, last Friday, February 10th, 2012.  I'll be honest - I thought "she" was going to be a "he" and I came about it quite honestly. Hence, why "she" still has no name and remains Little Miss TBD.

Little Miss TBD just moments after she was born

About three weeks ago, I had my last ultrasound, to ensure all was fine. I made a specific request to the technician not to reveal the sex of the baby, since we wanted to be surprised.  And what does she end up doing? Using the personal pronoun "he" to document the various organs and positions of the baby to me.  My inner voice wanted to strangle her but I remained calm and proceeded to deal with the reveal.  I was disappointed to find the gender of the baby under such circumstances, but was elated to find out that baby was healthy.

As soon as I got to work, I googled "ultrasound technician stupidity" and was shocked to find out that "accidental gender reveals" occurs more often than one would think. More importantly, it stated not to put too much stock into the pronouns used to describe the examination, since some techs prefer to use one gender over another, regardless of what they see on the screen. 

Over the next few weeks, I proceeded to keep the secret to myself and went about purchasing gender neutral clothes or as Tori so eloquently put it - a potential lesbian wardrobe.  But I was fairly certain that the technician was correct in what she saw, coupled with the fact that all my weight was in my stomach - an old wives' tale that one is carrying a boy. See for yourself.

Mama Foxy at 36 weeks

So imagine my surprise when little miss TBD popped out - I was completely unprepared for my pink estrogen bundle, especially in the name department.  I had steered my baby daddy in a boy name direction, without revealing to him the ultrasound technician debacle.  I figured that it was so remote that we were having a girl, that spending time on choosing a girls' name was time not well spent - and so, I now find myself with one beautiful baby girl, with no name.


So what is in a name? Personally, I think so much is at stake, that as of day five post birth, she remains nameless.  Baby Daddy J and I can not agree on a suitable name that we both love and adore.  And most importantly, because she is going to be saddled with this moniker for the rest of her life, I want to ensure we have given it plenty of thought and that she "fits" the name.  I have met plenty of people who hate their name and so I want to make sure that I don't provide her with a label that she will hold against me for the rest of my life.

While we have a "list" of names and some lead contenders, there is still no resolution.  However, we do agree that her name should be meaningful, have the ability to be easily shortened into a somewhat hip nickname and provide the kid with a title that she can wear proudly.  


So what do you think this bundle of pinkness AKA Little Miss TBD, deserves as her official title? Is she an Ava, Olivia, Avery, Ella, Vanessa, Jayden, Alyssa, Madison or a Madaket?

Little Miss TBD - two days old