On Monday, Shannon had The Ultrasound, in which we got to observe the person who is crowding out her internal organs. The person in question is a little boy, about twelve inches long, who gets to spend the next four and a half months whiling away the time in foetal darkness. Lucky little bugger.
Cian’s current preference for a name is “Sharkfin Garbage Can”. Shannon and I are trying to find a non-clich\’ed Irish boy’s name that is euphonious to both Irish and American ears. This may sound difficult, and it is.
Out: Fachna and Ard\’an. Too much like “Fucknut” and “Hard-on”. These complaints I can squeeze out a little sympathy for.
Also out: Dara. Apparently, this sounds like a girl’s name, with which idea I have more trouble. I live among a people who can’t even sort out which should be first names, and which last, but Dara is somehow a girl‘s name?
A few plausible candidates that I am sifting through at the moment: Aengus. Art. Diarmuid. Fintan. Niall.
And a handful of names that sound beautiful to me, but will be a hard sell to the differently-eared: Ailill. Conlaoch (Conleth). Iollan (“one who worships a different god”, got to like that one). Ois\’in. Ruair\’i (Rory).
Ah, the delicate politics of transatlantic baby naming.
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