People are giving their babies weird names these days. We all know this. It is an epidemic.
Openly, we don’t acknowledge it. But privately, among friends, we talk about it.
It’s a release for us. It’s confirms that we are not the crazy ones.
Right now, you’re probably already thinking of 2 or 3 weird names you know that other people have recently named their kids.
But here’s the thing. We just have to be okay with it.
Because that peculiar baby name is an expression of that parent’s identity and their perception of their own creativity.
And sure enough, you could have this same conversation with someone who named their kid something obscure like, Cheezeburger Rex, and that parent would instantly agree with you that other parents name their kids stupid names.
That parent of Cheezeburger Rex (which let’s assume is a girl’s name just to make this scenario more believable for a crazy name) would predictably say something like this:
“I know, right!? I know this one mom who named her son Spikey Purple. I feel so sorry for that kid!”
So maybe, in theory, the rest of us “normal parents” should assume that we are the ones who named our kids strange names?
I call this the “No Such Thing as a Crazy Baby Name” theory.
It’s inspired by one time when a guy told me, “There’s no such thing as a stupid tattoo.”
I could easily argue that it might not be the best decision to get a Chester the Cheetah neck tattoo. But if that guy embraced the tattoo as part of his identity, making it a way to express himself; to him, it’s not a stupid tattoo. Instead, he’s proud of it.
Similarly, it’s this way with baby names too.
So the next time I hear a parent proudly tell me that their newborn son’s name is “Dracula Titus” or their daughter’s name is “Intelligence Martin”, I know how I’m going to respond:
“That is the perfect name! It’s so creative, too. But that makes sense, because you’ve always been such a creative person. Well congratulations! (He/she) is so adorable!”
By doing so, I am able to give that parent confirmation that they chose a name that accurately reflects their own identity as the parent.
Their identity; not mine, not yours.
And, for better or for worse, the identity of their child, as well.