**This blog was originally created in 2010 to document my husband and my life as we tried to get pregnant with our first child. After finding BDSM I repurposed the blog in 2014 to look at our kink and balancing it with the two children we now have. Please feel free to read the below posts and any from my 2010 and 2011 archive, but please be aware that they are not representative of our life now. Also, certain edits have been made to these posts. To start from the beginning of our kinky life, start here. **
The only nickname I have ever had aside from badly shortened versions of my first name was “Sexy Beast”. It was given to me by a Chinese international student from Wooster. I’m not even sure he knew what it meant. But he gave it to me freshman year and refused to call me anything else through graduation. I think one time he came back to my room with my roommate to study and saw me in my sports bra heading to the gym. I’m not sure why that makes me a ‘sexy beast’, but every attempt to argue with him about it just made him say it louder and in more public places.
When I was in Scotland for my study abroad semester, I found a mug in the Jamie Olivier collection that actually said “Sexy Beast” on the side. I bought it and cackled the whole way home. Now I keep pencils and pens in on my desk at work. One of my co-workers said something about it today. No one has even noticed it before. I will probably bring it home soon so as not to offend anyone.
This has a point, I swear. As D and I start to look toward having children, the list of possible names is quickly shortened by the nicknames it can produce. Anything that can be cut up (Christopher, Jennifer, Robert) are out. And we want something unique, so they are getting pretty out there. From norse gods to ancient romans. Not sure what we’ll end up with. I’m sure once we actually get pregnant I’ll post a list of possibilities. But I am sure I do not want “Sexy Beast” to be a family name.