When i was pregnant with my first child, we discussed names. At the time we were watching the tv show, WKRP in Cinn. We loved the show. Anyway, there was a secretary on it and everyone called her Bailey. As i watched the show, i thought they were calling her by her last name. Then one day someone called her by her full name, "Bailey Quarters", and i realized Bailey was her first name. And i thought, that is the coolest name i've ever heard!
So, if the baby was going to be a girl, we were going to name her Bailey. If it was a boy, we were going to name him Andy (which happened to be another character on the show.)
Fast forward: i have a boy, we name him Andrew (we never called him Andy. Go figure.)
Fast forward again, almost 10 years later. In the past ten years since my son was born, we continued to say that if we ever had another child and it was a girl, her name would be Bailey.
I get pregnant, we have a girl, and i say, "We're naming her Bailey, right?" And he says (after saying Bailey for the last 10 years)......no, we cant name her Bailey, that's my bosses' dogs name.
I'm like......WTF? "So what do you want to name her?" I ask as the nurse is standing there at my bedside with the form to fill out for the birth certificate.
And he says, "What about Kelly?" Huh?
OK, so we name her Kelly. My mother tells all her friends her new granddaughter's name is Kelly. We get cards and gifts for Kelly.
We go home and i cry all night because for 10 years, that baby girl's name was Bailey. And now it's Kelly????
He says, "Ok, call the hospital and have them change it to Bailey". Luckily the paperwork hadn't been filed and we were able to change it.
However, we have a ton of cards made out to Baby Kelly.
The end.