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I know this isn’t just a “mom of many” thing, but what the heck, man, my children are going to develop complexes if I can’t get their names straight, like, ever.
“No stop oldest I mean youngest-middle-second-to-youngest-uhh-BillyBobJohnRex whateveryournameis!!!!”
*hangs head in shame*
Of course, by that time, the action has long been over by the time I’ve actually gotten to their name. Ah well.
The irony of it all? Is how we agonized over naming our children and picking out the perfect name. Eyeballing every T.V. show’s credits, hearing and reading names everywhere, in print, on signs (yes, my 8-year-old’s name came from an election billboard!). Concocting middle names out of a combination of letters from grandparent’s names. All of that work to find the perfect name for our sweet children, only to forget it, practically.
My husband does it, too. I should be happy I’m not alone in this, but it only adds to how ridiculous we must look in public, trying to call out to our own children, only to appear to be foaming at the mouth trying to recall what their name is. He thought that numbering our children might solve our problem, complete with big digits on their shirts.
Uhh, I don’t think that would work.
“Hey number one uhh, I mean TWO! THREE! I mean YOU! YEAH YOU! RIGHT THERE!”
Nope, wouldn’t work. That would require having to remember their numbers.
You know what might work? Brain cells. Or sleep. Sleep would be a help.
This article was originally published on November 17, 2008 at Crazy Adventures in Parenting.
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I do the same thing! = ) I have 4 kids – the youngest is only 2 months old and I’ve already thrown his name into the mix and he can’t even sit up by himself! It’s sad really. But not as sad as my dad (the oldest of 7) going through the names of his 3 brothers before he finally got to my brother’s name. = )
Haha… I do the same thing & I only have TWO to remember! *blush*
I am the youngest of four, and I am 31 years old and my mother STILL calls me, “Tina, I mean, Anthony, I mean, Wayne… sorry.” I don’t even live near any of my siblings now. Oh well. At least she doesn’t throw in the dog’s name anymore.
And, on the bright side, I don’t have a complex.
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So I think! 🙂
Oh I am so thankful I am not alone! 🙂 Thank you ladies!!! I was afraid my children would think their names are “err, I mean” instead of an actual name! ha! 🙂
Don’t feel bad at all! My mom would call me by the wrong name, and I’m an ONLY CHILD. (She slips up and calls me by her younger sister’s name – and now that she lives close to her sister again, she sometimes calls HER by MY name!)
I just take it in stride. After all, she did choose to give me her sister’s name as my middle name 🙂
I do it too and with baby number six due anytime I am wondering if we should even bother with a name — maybe they can pick it themselves when old enough (just kidding)!
It used to drive me bats when my parents called me and my brothers by each others names…now I understand. I will look directly at one child and call him/her by a sibling’s name. What goes around, I guess.
You’re definitely not the only one! I get my kids’ names wrong all the time, and I ONLY have two to worry about!
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