"As for me, I'll take one baby marinated in a dish please"

What's in a name?

We named our baby Ellyette Mae Hummel. That's right, Ellyette. Pronounced Elliott. Like a boy. Why did we name our girl this? For no other reason than Ben and I both love it. We think it is a beautiful, feminine name that not many people have, especially for a girl. And while we've gotten some rave reviews, not everybody likes it. And most of people who don't, especially strangers, have no problems telling us so. "Why would you name a girl THAT?" one stranger yelled at me. Yelled. It completely caught me off guard. Who yells at a new mom because they don't like the name of her daughter? Someone who is crazy clearly, so I just sort of mumbled that we liked it and walked away. Someone else told me that she would hate me when she was older because of her name. My response? "Well, if that's the only reason she hates me when she's older, then I guess I've done ok."

Even my mom and mother-in-law (who I do believe mostly like it) have added their little twists to make it more feminized. My mom calls her Ellyette Mae and then spells it for everybody. My mother-in-law pronounces it the French way with emphasis on the ette (like Juliet). Neither of these things bother me too much as I know it is their way of coping with the fact that their first and only granddaughter has a name that is traditionally for a boy. My neighbor however, does bother me with her feminization of the name. She flat out told me that she would refuse to call her Ellyette and would only call her Ellie Mae. I believe her exact words were, “I don’t care what anybody else calls her, I’m going to call her Ellie Mae and only Ellie Mae. Sorry if you don’t like it.”

And that my friends, is where I draw the line. First off, I’m not a huge fan of the name Ellie. But if that is what she wants to be called when she is older, then so be it. But Ellie Mae? In my opinion, that happens to be the most redneck name on the planet. And being that, “Elly May” is also one of the main characters on the “Beverly Hillbillies,” I think society agrees with me.

My neighbor might think she’s funny, but she’s not. And therefore, I avoid her at all costs. Take that neighbor.

As a parent of baby who has a boy/unisex name, I understand if people assume she is a boy when I tell them her name. Most of the time I don’t correct them, even if she’s wearing a dress. However, there have been a few instances where I am left shaking my head and thinking, really?

Take this picture for example:

Is that a boy in the pink Tankini?

As we went up to thank the lady who took this picture she insisted on touching Ellyette's leg (a little weird), but she had just taken several pictures of my parents with the three of us, so we let her. While she is touching her leg she says. “she’s so beautiful, what is her name?” To which I reply, “Ellyette.” She then says, “is she a he?” To which I reply, “no, she is a she.” But that didn’t stop her from calling her a “he” several more times.

What she looked like from an angle of leg touching.

I was not aware that boys had started wearing pink bedazzled tankinis, but what do I know. Although to her credit, she did have a super-size jumbo gas station jug of questionable contents.

But that incident doesn’t even compare to my bathroom encounter… Three ladies were waiting in line to use the toilet while I was changing her diaper at a restaurant. They started telling me how adorable “he” was and asked “his name.” After I told them they continued to gush all over “him” and even went so far as to tell Ben what a beautiful son he had later on in the evening when they saw him at dinner. The thing was, she was naked from the waste down for a good majority of the time they were talking to me. And I appreciate that they weren’t looking at her girl bits, but they were standing over the changing table staring and complimenting her while they were talking to me.

Pretty unbelievable. Hmmmm. Maybe she will hate me for her name when she is older…Oh well, at least I love it.