Almost from the first day that we announced we were pregnant the topic of baby names and what to name the baby has been brought up. The inevitable line "______ is a good name" has come up countless times and it never gets funny. When it does come up I like to diffuse the awkwardness by replying "why would I want to set my child up for failure with a name like that?" But not a week goes by that we don't get asked that question.
There has been an on going battle between the wife and I over a name, a specific name. Before we even talked about thinking of maybe wanting to decide to have kids she told me that she wanted to give her kids Serbian names. I didn't and don't have a problem with that, it would be part of their identity and background and the chances that they are going to speak Serbian are very strong, so why not? Being the caring sensitive husband that I am I started making a list in my head, doing a teensy bit of research to see what some of the common names are. There are plenty that sound American like, Dejan (Dan), Petar (Peter), Andjela (Angela) and Danijela (Daniella) but there are some that will bend your tongue into knots like Zorica (my apologies to my mother-in-law but it took me years to pronounce that correctly), and that has always been the goal; ethnic but not too ethnic.
Somewhere along the way I came across the name that will be my son's name. I love it, it's powerful, it commands respect and is even a famous name of a Hall of Fame football player from our very own Chicago Bears! What the hell could be better than that? And he will have the toughest initials in the valley; B.A.D.!! Branko Aaron DeDobbelaere! Oh man! Just typing it makes me swell with pride. Bronislau "Bronko" Nagurski was a Canadian of Ukranian descent that stood 6'2" and weighed 235 lbs. He played for the Bears from 1930-1937 and is in the Hall of Fame. His legend is large;
"Nagurski was discovered and signed by University of Minnesota Head Coach Clarence "Fats" Spears, who drove up to International Falls and arriving watched Nagurski out plowing a field. According to legend Spears asked directions to the nearest town, and Bronko lifted his plow and used it to point in the direction of town. He was signed on the spot to play for the Golden Gophers." from Wikipedia.
Unfortunately for me, my wife has a different take on such a powerful name and even after 2 plus years of pitching my case for this grand gift of a moniker she has dug in her heals and refuses to recognize the brilliance of the name! She is a stubborn-ass Serb and it has become a battle of wills. But that's okay because I'm a stubborn-ass Belgian that won't give up the fight.
Evidently there is someone from her past that was blessed with the name that she didn't think too fondly of. How does that affect me? I didn't know that guy so why should it ruin things for me? I'd bet dollars to donuts that he was awesome and walked around with a powerful beard and mitts like a bear in the 5th grade. My wife was very obviously intimidated by his brawn and charisma! It's absurd. She want's Serb names so I'm giving them to her.
Until she comes up with a viable alternative, which she has not done to date, my plan is to snatch the birth certificate and fill it in while she is still out of it from child birth. That plan is solid and can't fail. Besides, if I don't get my way then I told her all of our kids are being named Aaron or Erin, George Foreman style dammit!