Something just occurred to me. I've known it in the back of my mind for years, but rarely think of it: I accidentally named my son after the first boy I had sex with.

My husband doesn't know, and I will never tell him. My parents might, if they haven't repressed the memory like I did. My sister might, but doubtful. No one else on the planet, except you, Gentle Readers (Miss Manners' term).

How did this happen? Well, even though I was traumatized by my post-coital broken heart. I eventually got over it, forgave him for his duplicitous heart, and moved on. Got married, years later unexpectedly got pregnant, and found out it was a boy.

The deal was, dad names a boy, mom names a girl, the other has veto power. Hubby came up with James. Strong, Biblical name. Also my son's half-brother's middle name, which we asked for and received permission from said half- brother. Dad was thinking James from the Bible, Jimi for short (as in Hendrix, duh). I was going to veto the spelling, but thankfully, it was immediately clear he was a James, not a Jimi/Jimmy.

The problem was, two years later, it somehow crept into my subconscious that James Overby (may he rot in hell, oh wait, I've forgiven him) was my first lover. Oh crap. Too late now!! No going back, nothing to be gained from telling hubby. Only think of it now about every few years.

So the question is: has anyone else ever accidentally, or on purpose, named their child after their first lover who is not the child's other parent? (Obviously, if you marry your first lover and name a child after that person, it's totally okay.) And if you did, did your spouse/significant other know?