I am totally jazzed to be getting married in June. I am totally excited for about 90% of it all. There are a few things I am not as jazzed or even mildly excited about -although I am working on becoming more excited. I have been a proud Thomson for 29 years. I love my name in fact. Thomson's are strong people. I am totally not yet convinced of the changing the name deal, really it depends on the moment you ask me.
Yes, I know it is easier once you have kids and blah blah blah and I have a colleague in my area who didn't change her name when she got married, and yes she said she is glad she didn't change her name but admits that it always hasn't been easy. People assume things (I know don't worry about this but seriously when you already live in a fish bowl there is no need or reason to make it worse), people can be dumb, life is already complicated enough. Yes, I know all of these things.
And then I think, I am just as much a Blake (my mom's side) as I am a Thomson and I have never carried the Blake name, although... if you looked at my family and our cheeks you would realize that we all have the same super round faces that we all hate. However, I am just as proud of a Blake as I am a Thomson and have never technically carried that name.
Blah. Change. Blah.
Not to mention do you know how much crap my name is on and how much crap I need to change in order to change my name (yes, this is me being lazy as an excuse). It'll be fine. I am whining now. I admit it.
Either way: true confession: I am struggling with this name change crap.
I am working on a solution.