It's interesting how much people care about the name you give your children.
The name I picked for my son has been very special to me for a long time. I just happened to give birth when it was popular.
My biological father was an alcoholic and abused my mother. When I was three years old he shot at her for bringing him the wrong drink. Shot his gun inside the house while my sister and I were in the room.
My mom left. Ended up finding an amazing man and marrying him about a year later. This man had an extremely difficult life. His mother started taking him to bars with her when he was 8 years old. She would leave him there while she went off with whatever guy she met that night and the bartender was always left to figure it out. That's the type of mother she was to him.
He was amazing to my sister and I. Would give my mother all his time and affection. Whatever she needed was hers. Put her through Law school while he took care of everything. Bills, cooking, cleaning, us. All she had to do was focus on her school work. He treated us as his own.
When he was 45, about 15 years ago, his father died. At the funeral his mother revealed that it was not his real father. And refused to tell him who was.
It took my mother about 6 months to track my step father's real dad down. They had a year together before he passed away. This man was amazing as well. In finding his real father, he found his real last name. Jackson. He tracked his real family tree as far as he could and reached out to everyone still living.
The name Jackson has always been special to me because of my love towards my step father. So when I found out I was having a son, I knew immediately Jackson would be his name. Leon his middle. My step father's middle name is Leon.
I have gotten so much shit for this. So much. It just happens to be super popular and hated on right now. My son is a year old. So it's at the top of the list right now.
My best friend refuses to call him by his name. Called him "No name baby" until he was born. Which made me want to throat punch her. Now she calls him Jack. Because she knows it bothers me. Again, making me want to throat punch her.
Again today, I am getting shit about his name from my cousin. I honesty don't understand why everyone I know is so damn bothered. I'm mean about it too, I've lost my patience. Just fuck off.
I don't know why I'm even writing this. It just continuously hits a nerve and I just want to stop talking to everyone.
Eww.
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