Guess

We're still not telling the name, but people continue to guess. My favorite thing to say to my mom is, "How do you know you haven't guessed it already?" Statistically, one of her 700 guesses is probably right.

But no, she hasn't guessed it, not even close.

Or has she?

No seriously, she hasn't. Mom, breathe.

Our surname, which I won't share here, starts with K. This fact influences people's guesses because of course it would make sense that we'd want a daughter with a K name. Make her middle name a K name too, right? No problems there...

Some women Julie works with want the name to be Kristina. But that's not all. If we name her Kristina, they reason, then naturally her nickname will be Kiki. That's right. They want our daughter to become a prostitute. Or at least tend bar at Hooters.

On the other hand, a passionate group of my freshmen today insisted that we name our daughter Copernicus. ("Yeah Mr. K., Copernicus!" "Tell your wife!" "Name her Copernicus!" "What's a Copernicus?" "Who cares! It's Copernicus!") Which makes complete sense because...wait, it actually makes no sense at all. But it's silly and would give them an excuse to tease me.

Rest assured, our daughter's name is awesome. Except it's capitalized, so it's Awesome. Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? Plus, we believe in self-fulfilling prophesies, so there's no way she won't be awesome if we name her Awesome. God hates irony. I can't wait till she grows her hair into a rockin' shmullet.

Until we tell you the actual name, please consider your suggestion of Kiki Copernicus, Porn-star Astronomer, respectfully rejected.