Miscellaneous

CNN.com's  story about naming remorse (and changing) fascinates me.  When we decided on "Eden Alexandra," I knew that it was highly unlikely that we'd want to call her Eden at the beginning, something that was even more true when she arrived more than a month early.  I'd wanted a name that an adult woman would be happy with, and was less concerned with how it fit a child, let alone a preemie.  Alexandra was there for multiple nicknames, if she wanted them in the future. 

And so not surprisingly, the nicknames for Eden started fast and furious.  While she was still in utero, Matthew nixed my favorite ("Ed") and second favorite ("Edie"), although I suspect they'll make a return in a couple of years.  Because the last nurse we had in the mother-baby unit said someone must ride next to her in her car seat to make sure she stayed "pink and wiggly," that became her first nickname.  At home, she made the smallest little mewing sounds, and I called her "Mouse" for a while.   "Little E" was a favorite (and still gets used on occasion). 

I can't remember how I started calling her Peach.  Maybe it was her coloring, or her peach fuzz hair, or because she's peachy.  It's stuck around the longest of all the nicknames -- but I'm not sure how long it'll last, either.  Because the baby that was "pink and wiggly" and "little e" and "mouse" and "e" and "peach" -- she's starting to look like and act like an Eden.