having a baby
I Want My Baby To Have A Hindu Name – I Just Don’t Want It To Be ‘KaKa’
When it comes to this pregnancy, there are some things Iâ€™m completely sure about. Not to say that Iâ€™m inflexible about changing my mind in the heat of the moment, but for now, I know that I want a natural childbirth, to labor at home for as long as possible before going to the hospital, and to make all the mandatory baby purchases in my ninth month so as not to jinx the pregnancy. On the other hand, I have no freaking clue what to name our baby.
Itâ€™s kind of nerve-wracking having to come up with a name that will pass the resume screen test, that will make the child feel good about themselves, and that wonâ€™t irritate me after yelling it out repeatedly. There is so much pressure, from others and from myself, to come up with the perfect baby name! I do know, however, that I wonâ€™t be turning to strangers for advice.
I always imagined that my babies would have Hindu names just like I do, something that can make them feel more connected to their culture despite being enmeshed in a very western lifestyle. So the first thing I did was order a book of Hindu names off of Amazon. It didnâ€™t take me long to get through the 500-page book, because so many of them were so easily rejectable.
All the book got me was closer to what NOT to name my baby. Like Aryan for a boy â€“ I actually really like this name but living in the U.S. that name is just not going to fly. I donâ€™t want to raise a skinhead. Then there are the Hindu names I canâ€™t help but giggle at like Haha, the son of a God, or Kaka, a crow or Adamâ€™s apple.
The one name from that collection I kind of dig is Bodhi because I like the connection to the Bodhi tree that Buddha sat under to achieve enlightenment, but I definitely got schooled because I always thought it was a boyâ€™s name and itâ€™s actually a girlâ€™s name! It sounds really strange for a girl, and also since I live in the San Francisco Bay Area my Bodhi would have to compete with all the other Bodhis running around Berkeley with their hippie parents.
After the book failed to lead me to even one name I could add to my list, I turned to online databases. The problem is, there are so many that I canâ€™t even get halfway through the Bâ€™s on any site without closing my browser in boredom. Thereâ€™s no way I can get through the alphabet, so I pick random letters to search â€“ Iâ€™m drawn to A, D, N and S. But now Iâ€™m overwhelmed not by the number of names but by the number of syllables. Clearly, Indian parents back in the day never did the Yell Test for some of these. I try one for kicks and scream Sitalaprasada in a very mom voice across the house. Fail.
I come up with a brilliant plan to search Facebook next. At first Iâ€™m just looking at my own friendâ€™s list, but I think it would be weird to name my baby after a friend. So then I pick some key social butterflies who I know have lots of Indian friends. One friend has 1000 people on her friends list! I go through them and bingo â€“ there are a couple to add to the list. I click on randoms on her list and look through their lists. This becomes a rabbit hole of Indian baby names but at least for the most part they are modern and not more than three syllables. I end up adding ten names to my list after an hour.
You must be wondering where my husband is in all of this. Heâ€™s a little slower about searching for names so heâ€™s only added one name to the list that he came up with on his own. He did veto a few of mine (fair enough, Iâ€™ll do the same to him), and he also told me he really loves my name the most. Iâ€™m not so into naming children after myself but Iâ€™m open. Maybe a middle name?