I’m fascinated by baby name trends. I scorn every made up name that hits the top ten, and enjoy digging around to see what might have prompted a new name to trend.
Maybe it’s because I grew up with such a common name: Jennifer. My mother, like a lot of women who were pregnant in the first half of the 70s, read the book “Love Story.” She also saw the movie a few times.
Role call in each childhood class and swimming sounded a lot like “Jennifer A.? Jennifer D.?” and so on.
As a result, each time a big celebrity announces her new baby’s name, I sigh and think “here we go again.” Some make it easy on the general population by choosing something off the wall like Bronx Mowgli.
But can trendy names truly be avoided?
Even names that seem uncommon, say “Aubrey” for a girl, show up on this list of currently popular names. Who knew?
Even the surname Beckham is growing rapidly as a popular first name. Parents please note: fame, handsome face and perfect abs not included.
Two separate acquaintances have named their sons Atlas. Surely not due to Anne Heche’s influence. I’m not a fan.
I’m amazed at the number of people who don’t Google (or do, and still end up naming their babies after a reality star, pro athlete or historical figure).
Are you a bad parent if you don’t do this?
They even registered their unborn child’s first and last name as a domain name and signed her up on Tumblr, Twitter and G-mail.
Temperance? That sounds like a recipe for adolescent rebellion.
This bit is pure comedy.