<human>: 2014 was the best year of my life, when my sweet boy arrived. But my entire pregnancy I couldn't choose a name for him. Turns out his father chose. His own name, in fact his grandfather as well, so my little boy is a third.

I never really loved either, but since I couldn't choose I thought it was unfair to prevent him from his choice. I thought the baby would grow into the name. That o would get used. But never happened.

 He is now 1 year old, but I still can't pronounce his name. It's his father and grandfather's name, and to be honest, it's not a classical or pretty one. It's uncommon and often unheard, and sounds like low class to some people. Whenever I'm asked about the baby's name (it's a really cute boy and I'm not saying just because it's mine) people go mute and stare me, play with him calling him "baby". 

In my country it's not easy to change a baby's name, it's expensive, and has to be a good reason that is up to a judge to decide if it's reasonable. Not to mention I would hurt several family people since he has already even had his 1st year huge party. But I still cringe when I have to say his name. Or make any custom towel or outfit. It's like... it's not his name. I didn't pick my own first sons name, it's his father's, it's strange blah blah. The boy don't even answer his name. Because no one calls him that so he didn't learn :/

So my point here is: will I ever get used or even love his name? Are my identity issues with him legitimate because of all the junior grandson thing? What can I do, some sort of cognitive behavior to just stop cringing around the name?

I really should have named him Jonah. I didn't love at the time but would so much love it now.

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<bot>: Named kid after father and grandpa. He has 1 year old and still call him "baby". Call it baby names remorse.