>Our local morning radio show has a weekly segment where listeners can send in a question or problem for feedback from the other listeners. It’s sort of interesting to hear what people send in, and I generally enjoy hearing the responses. I don’t always agree, but it’s good background noise when we’re getting ready for work in the morning.

Today, the question had to do with baby names.

You can probably see where this is going.

The person who sent in her problem had a baby name that she always liked, but she never told anyone or wasn’t very outspoken about it. She’s pregnant, and so is her sister-in-law. Her SIL told her the name they chose, and it was the same name! So, now she wasn’t sure what to do.

I get the issue – I’m sure it would be aggravating. What bothered me, though, was not the opinions of the callers, but the sheer number of people who were pregnant, had been pregnant, had three kids, had four kids, had friends that were pregnant at the same time, cousins that were pregnant, sisters that were pregnant – and had to figure out who got dibs on the name they wanted.

The quantity bothered me…and one perspective was missing. There were no callers who said that they had names picked out, but didn’t have an opportunity to use them…and didn’t know if they ever would.