Follows are lists of the names that I considered for my daughters (but ultimately rejected) and why:
Gayle (Don’t even ask; suffice it to say that by avoiding this moniker for my first-born child, I deftly ducked a lifelong-reminder bullet of someone happily forgotten – well, almost forgotten until I thought up this list.)
Dawn (Because I loved Mary Ann on Gilligan’s Island? Mary Ann was played by actress Dawn Wells. I don’t know why I thought of the name Dawn; however, I’ll admit that when I was a little girl I wanted to be Mary Ann, who I knew would marry The Professor if they ever got rescued . . . but I digress.)
Jennifer (I have never met a Jennifer who wasn’t awesome and beautiful, but pining my first child with such an über-worthy name seemed like it would lay an undue burden of expectation on
Kelli (All girls named Kelli spelled with an “i” at the end are popular. But then, popular girls can be awfully tiresome, so, no.)
Kristin (Just a variation on the spelling of her actual name. I’m glad she likes it spelled with the “en” ending; I do too.)
Courtney is the middle child, so if I was considering any names for her other than the one she got, I don’t remember them. I do remember how I came up with Courtney. While I was in the hospital
Rebekah (No spelling it R-e-b-e-c-c-a like she’d fallen of the produce wagon direct from Sunnybrook Farm, no sir-ee-bob. Note that I opted for the rockin’ spelling straight out of the Bible; Tom-the-Atheist-Father nixed this one fast.)
Rhiannon (I was once a Fleetwood Mac fan back in the day, but that’s not why I liked the name Rhiannon. I just
Whitney (Pretty name, but Laura’s name needed it’s own ending sound.
Hunter (This was her great-grandfather’s name; it rocks, but we opted to give her a family middle name instead.)
Emma (Good thing we didn’t pick this now that Laura has a little cousin called Emma. It would have confused the grandparental units on holidays if there were two girls called Emma running around.)
Lauren (Close, but no cigar. With the name Laura, each daughter’s name has an ending as unique as the daughter. See “Whitney” above.)
Laurel (Close, but no cigar. And we are sure we chose correctly. Although the "el" would have filled the unique-ending requirement, Laura is just the right name for, uh, Laura. It felt right when she was in utero, and she looked just like a Laura from the moment she was delivered. A Laura is a Laura is a Laura.)
Turns out it really didn’t matter what we named Laura since she answers to Kristen, Courtney and Laura. In fact, she probably thinks her name is Kristen-Courtney-Laura because I have to run through all of them to get to the right one. It’s kind of like how you can never provide the last four digits of your social security number without thinking through the first five. Or how about if someone asks you what letter comes after G? Do you have to start singing the ABC song in your head? Does anyone else do this stuff or am I the only one working on her last brain cell over here?