This is a big deal for me.
I have kept a public blog for more than 7 years and my children have always been known by nicknames in it.
Not anymore. My blog’s long term fans would have noticed a huge change in my blog since yesterday.
I am very proud of my children’s names.
Still, I wanted to hide them from the world. While I’m revealing so much of myself here I could not help but try to wrap my kids in with a fluffy anonymity blanket.
As I start blogging again,
I feel more connected to the local people, businesses and charities than I did before, and more than previously I do want to work with them and for them. I want to promote amazing charities and help to bring recognition for them, for all the hard work they do for families like mine. We already have let some of them use our kids real names in their leaflets and websites, and to prevent confusion, I’ve revised my nickname policy here in my blog.
My blog’s fans have known my eldest as “Elsa”.
Her real name is Elisa, pronounced like the name “Eliza”.
I had known for more than a year before Elisa was born, that my first child with Dan would be called Elisa. I didn’t want to have any “foreign” letters in her name to honour her Finnish background, as in Finnish letter z is hardly ever used. But Dan didn’t want the pronunciation that comes easiest with this spelling, so we went with “Eliza” with s.
My youngest has been known as “Anna” in the blog.
Her real name is Melody.
Melody loves her name, she promptly and proudly introduces herself to everyone whenever needed or not. Her name comes from a twin who sadly didn’t live very long – I didn’t even ever have the honour to meet her. I met her mum when I had been told the worst news possible; that my child, Elisa, might die. It was then that I bombed into Melodee’s mum, who knew exactly what I was going through. We have been friends ever since.
When I was expecting my youngest, we made name lists, and name Melody just kept popping up. It was the one that just felt right.
has always been known in the blog with her real name as according to her own wishes.
I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. It appears protecting the names of my children had been a sort of a battle that I had been soldiering through… and I don’t have to do that anymore. Strange.