So that woman who supposedly sold the naming rights to her baby for $5,000 was a fake. It would be nuts to do such a thing, of course, but the fact that a pregnant woman would feel so overwhelmed by the naming process that she's not thinking clearly, I sort of get.

I've kept a running list of my top baby names since I was old enough to hold a pencil. But by the time I was in the market for one -- actually two at the same time -- the pressure to pick fantastic names that took family into account, sounded adorable but not pretentious, flowed on paper, didn't lead to unintentional obnoxious nicknames, were equally creative and interesting was beyond overwhelming.

While we're going through the process, it seems we divide into opposing camps. There are The Talkers. The folks who tell everyone -- literally everyone -- they come into contact with the name of their unborn child as if to lay claim to it. Then there are The Steel Traps who won't reveal even an initial until the baby has a full set of stats to go along with it.

The pros of the share-nothing route is that you can blithely stick to your guns and not be dissuaded by friends' grimaces, underwhelmed shrugs, or regrettable "sounds-like-a-stripper-to-me"-type comments. The bad part is ... the same. You get no feedback! And making arguably one of the most important decisions of your life in a vacuum can be tough. Would you want to pick your wedding dress without your friends around to tell you that a mermaid silhouette is really not for you?

I went with the floating-a-few-possibilities route. So did Hilaria Baldwin a few days ago on the Rachael Ray show. She said that they change their minds daily, but at the moment Alec Baldwin is partial to the name Massimo. She also said, "That's a very big name for a very little baby." I think baby Baldwin could probably pull it off, but it is a lot of pressure. (There's some feedback for you, Hilaria. You are welcome.)

By telling other people you get to hear how it sounds when you say it and see if you're still committed to it even if -- and especially if -- you have to defend it. No doubt some comments will be ridiculous, have nothing to do with you (ex. "I went to day camp with a girl called X and she threw up on the bus every day"), and/or possibly freak you out (ex. "That was my ex's name. He was a cutter."). Still, if you love the name despite the insults, isn't that a great way to tell if it's The One?

Did you share your baby's name before birth?


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