My eldest daughter and by far the most mature for her age has decided that her name doesn't suit her. Either that or after an excruciatingly long 8 years she has grown tired of it and is ready for a new name. Yesterday she informed me that we will no longer be able to call her Sydney. Her new name is Alice. As in Alice in Wonderland or her middle name.
I suppose you might think that would be worrisome to the parent that spent many hours scouring baby name books and trying to come to an agreement with a partner. It really is not. I admire her strength and think it is a great way for her to express herself at this age. The trick is not forgetting and calling her the name I know her by.
My husband asked if when we are referring to a memory of when she is younger if we should say Sydney or Alice? I thought about it and decided that that if she had sex reassignment surgery we wouldn't disrespect her and call her by the other name, so Alice it is.
I wonder what the Easter Bunny will think of the name change so soon to his departure? Will her basket say Sydney or Alice? Maybe it will just have a smiley face because he thinks it's as cute and normal as we do.
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