Finding out he was a he was tough. We didn't have a name. We were not agreeing on anything at all. I really wanted a Junior. Eric didn't. It'd also be difficult to have three Erics in one family. So I lost that battle. I threw out names and he didn't like them and vise verse. I was sett on using James as a middle name. We went through hundreds of names. We spent weeks throwing them around and trying them on. I had to rub my tummy and say the name. There were only two names that stuck and Eric hated one.
I was a stickler for nicknames. I hate them. I hate when people shorten their name and I hate potential names you'd call him in passing. That made me get rid of a lot of them. I'd prefer a name that can't be shortened and sounds great on a political advertisement. After I take office one day, I'd like him to follow in my footsteps.
One day, laying on the floor (it feels nice with my pained back) I said a name. I had two places I'd heard it before, I told Eric and he loved it and giggled. Why did he giggle? He loved it. It was the same name from a guy on Mortal Combat. Yes, we are naming him after that. Problem is, James doesn't work with it. It just doesn't flow. So we had to rethink it. Then I remembered this text...
Jax Erickson Rios Fitzgerald
His last name is not Rios-Fitzgerald. His middle name is Erickson Rios, like mine. My maiden name is very important to me. My parents are the reason I am who I am and I am where I am. They have been the best examples to me throughout my entire life. I want nothing more than to honor them in some way, forever. I hope this is a tradition in the making and that my son will pass on that name to his kids. He will love his grandparents just as much as I loved them.
*Disclaimer: I am fickle. The name may change. I love it, but he may come out and I could realize the name doesn't work. Then I will cry and he will be Baby Boy Fitz for awhile*
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