Thanks for the questions and suggestions for topics.
First to answer an easy one ... sort of.
My oldest daughter was named long before she was born. I knew what her name would be when I was in elementary school. No ifs, ands, or buts.
When we were expecting our second we found out he was a boy. And the name discussing/arguing began. Turns out, Jason and I don't agree on boy names at all. I wanted Daniel, Matthew, Eric ... more traditional names. He wanted Stone, Quinn ... not traditional names. Lucky for us, midway through that pregnancy someone suggested a name, we both liked it, and it stuck.
With the third we didn't find out the sex ahead of time. We knew a girl name, Jason agreed on the one I liked, and we opted for Noah, no middle name, for a boy. She was a she and all was well with the world.
For the fourth we choose not to find out the sex. For a girl ... Grace Caroline. Easy peasy. For a boy ... no, no boys name. Lots of arguing and frustration. On the way to the hospital I was suggesting names that were street names we passed (Lance, Dean ... I actually liked them, Jason didn't). A few hours after he was born my MIL asked me the name and I said "His name is A___." I was so groggy and icky from the c-section that poor Jason wasn't going to disagree with me so that was his name. Somehow that moment was captured on videotape. We do love his name and it fits him perfectly.
#5 ... again, Grace Caroline for a girl. For a boy ... again, I was traditional, he wasn't. We agreed on nothing. We did find out that time that he was a boy* so we knew we had to come up with something. Lots of arguing and frustration. Three days before he was born I suggested K__. Ok, we had a name. But middle name? Please, he was going to be K___, no middle name. Finally we agreed on using both our father's names as his middle names, so he has three names. K___ turned out to be very trendy popular, which we didn't know, but we still like it and it certainly fits him.
And now for #6 ... my brother and his wife used Grace. We weren't expecting at the time, didn't know if we would be, and certainly didn't know if we'd have another girl so we really didn't have any rights to the name, and their Grace is such a Grace ... it's perfect for her ... but now that name isn't an option. Lucky for all concerned (ha ha), I decided three or so years ago on names. Jude for a boy, Elyse for a girl. Jason doesn't like either ... no surprise there. But I've told him that until he can suggest something that he thinks I might like (today his *great* name was Wolfgang ... fine name, but certainly not my style and he knows it, oh, and Apple for a girl ... I have nothing to say ... he knew I wouldn't want to use it, whether it's cute or not) I'm not discussing it. Period. The end. So there you are ... Jude or Elyse.
I'd actually love to hear any suggestions for short names (C. has the longest name at 6 letters ... the shorter names thing comes from signing so many cards with everyone's name on them ... short is good!), preferably with two syllables (I know Jude is only one syllable, but since we're not discussing names it's a moo point), that don't start with A, C, I, K, or M.
*How we found out #5 was a boy: Jason had wanted to know the sex and I really didn't - our kids are all c-sections so we know ahead of time exactly when they are coming ... not knowing the sex leaves an element of surprise. The tech wrote the sex down on a sheet of paper, folded the paper, and sealed it in an envelope, then give the envelope to Jason. We got home and Jason tucked it away and forgot about it. Fast forward two months or so and we're moving out the house we were going to outgrow. I'm packing the kitchen up and cleaning the cupboards. I find an envelope with a question mark on it, on a shelf with a bunch of other crap. I thought perhaps it was C.'s schoolwork or who knows what so, of course, I opened it. And, lo and behold, we were having a boy. I was so upset that I found out (and tired from all the moving) that I left the house just bawling like a baby. I recovered before too long and we can now laugh about it ... but oh was I upset.
I'm not sure if we'll find out the sex this time. We'll see.