Let me be honest and tell all of you one of my many freakish quirks: I love thinking about baby names. I mean I LOVE it. I think about the names I'll give my children all the time. Because of this, I was thinking today about names that I think are beautiful but have been "ruined" by someone that I've met with that name. An example of this is the name Olivia. I don't know what that name means but I will never look it up because I will never use it because of a girl I went to school with from elementary and up. She was so nasty and hateful to people and she has ruined that lovely name for me. Another example of this is my husband's hate for the name Andrew. He says that every Andrew he's ever personally known was a jackass. I personally like that name, but apparently, it's never going to happen and I understand why.
On the same note, today was Audrey Hepburn's birthday. Let me just say, I love that woman. As a matter of fact, another of my freakish quirks regards numbers. I love matching up numbers so that they mean something. My husband and I got married on April 12th because that was the date that we met two years prior. Also, we were married 4/12/08 because the numbers were all even and 4 and 8 add up to be 12. (YES I KNOW I'M A FREAK!) So, I'm that next year I'm fully pregnant again with another girl and I will choose May 4th as her birthdate and name her Audrey. (Side note: I get to choose my children's birthdays, within reason, because I will always have a c-section due to a previous pelvis break.)
Now that you know my freakish tendencies, please continue to love me anyway. :D