I now pronounce you ... who?
It's a wonderful thing to be a teenager and a 20-something and know everything.
I vowed as a young girl that I would never, ever have a baby. I was a career woman.
My mother would tell me that one day, when I was older, when I met the right man, I would change my mind.
"Never!" I swore.
Well, OK, she won that one. I do have a babe now. I think it's a good way to tell if you're with the right man or not. If you meet him and instantly want his baby, it's a good sign. I have lots of girlfriends who said they weren't sure they could call their honeys their soulmates, or they weren't sure they wanted to marry them, but they were sure, 100 per cent, that they wanted these men to father their children.
But now comes yet another dilemma that one reaches when you're 30 and engaged.
To change your name or not to change your name. That is the question.
The feminist in me wants to keep my name.
The romantic in me wants to change my name. There's something wonderfully romantic, sweet and dedicated about having the same name as your man.
So, what to do?
I know women who changed their maiden names to their husband's name and then, years later, after spending a lifetime regretting it, changed it back.
I also know a couple of women who decided not to change their names when they got married and then, years after being married, decided they wanted the same name as their husband and children and so they took their husband's name years into their marriage.
Hyphenation seems to be the hot style these days but I'm just not into it, purely for aesthetic reasons. If I had the kind of last name that rolled off the tongue when paired with another, then maybe, but I don't. So that option is out.
Of course, I could take his name and have a professional name and a personal name.
At work, I'd go by Sarah Crosbie.
In the grocery store, I'd go by Sarah MacBarah.*
Oh, decisions, decisions.
What to do?
* Name has been changed to a silly name that rhymes with "Sarah" mostly for fun, but also not to out the Fiance totally. :)
I vowed as a young girl that I would never, ever have a baby. I was a career woman.
My mother would tell me that one day, when I was older, when I met the right man, I would change my mind.
"Never!" I swore.
Well, OK, she won that one. I do have a babe now. I think it's a good way to tell if you're with the right man or not. If you meet him and instantly want his baby, it's a good sign. I have lots of girlfriends who said they weren't sure they could call their honeys their soulmates, or they weren't sure they wanted to marry them, but they were sure, 100 per cent, that they wanted these men to father their children.
But now comes yet another dilemma that one reaches when you're 30 and engaged.
To change your name or not to change your name. That is the question.
The feminist in me wants to keep my name.
The romantic in me wants to change my name. There's something wonderfully romantic, sweet and dedicated about having the same name as your man.
So, what to do?
I know women who changed their maiden names to their husband's name and then, years later, after spending a lifetime regretting it, changed it back.
I also know a couple of women who decided not to change their names when they got married and then, years after being married, decided they wanted the same name as their husband and children and so they took their husband's name years into their marriage.
Hyphenation seems to be the hot style these days but I'm just not into it, purely for aesthetic reasons. If I had the kind of last name that rolled off the tongue when paired with another, then maybe, but I don't. So that option is out.
Of course, I could take his name and have a professional name and a personal name.
At work, I'd go by Sarah Crosbie.
In the grocery store, I'd go by Sarah MacBarah.*
Oh, decisions, decisions.
What to do?
* Name has been changed to a silly name that rhymes with "Sarah" mostly for fun, but also not to out the Fiance totally. :)
Labels: BF, love, relationships, wedding
posted at 4:00 PM
3 Comments:
Tough one isn't it? We're leaning more towards him taking my name.. still up in the air though. Congratulations on your engagement!
In response to the last entry, I am a student in a journalism course and I find your entries to be entertaining and enjoyable. Keep on writing, there are a lot of people who enjoy reading what you have to say!
My little girl's name is Sarah and I call her Sar-Bear.... :)
BTW...I took the hub's name. Much simpler.
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