Even though he’s been around for almost two and a half months now I still struggle to get Felix’s name right. Sometimes, I call him Jasper or Jazzy. Sometimes, when he’s being a bit noisy, I call him Scraps (was our noisy dog). Sometimes I call him Patch and other times I just draw a blank.
It’s been different this time around. All the older three had their names well and truly cemented in our minds by the time they were born but, for whatever reason, naming Felix wasn’t that simple. And while I am sure some people thought we were being coy and simply not sharing our name we really didn’t know until after he was born and even then we were still umming and ahhing.
I really wanted to call him Jethro but Jasper and James had an inability to say the ‘th’ and say ‘ff’ instead.
Yea, that’s not happening.
Obviously, I have enough children to not be able to remember his name anyway. I probably should have numbered them or named them all Ellie, that way I wouldn’t have to go through every name to get to the right one. But, for whatever reason, I am struggling to keep his name in my mind. Often, I am left exclaiming ‘What is your name!?’
Of course, I do love his name.
I don’t love when people start calling him Felix the cat. That association was my main reason of concern with using Felix and I had hoped that it would seem rude to others to bring it up when told his name. Unfortunately, I was wrong.
At least they’re not as bad as the people who flat out tell us they don’t like his name.
Thankfully, other people don’t have to like it. I just wish I could remember it!