There seems to be a lot of posts around lately about names and naming babies. Thought I would get in on the act and say it is great to have an unusual name but you also have to take into consideration the spelling of it and how many times a day you think your child may or may not have to spell it or repeat it said number of times before the other party can repeat it successfully.
This has been my lot in life for a long time and in the end I become quite frustrated when you have to repeat it a number of times and people still look at you weirdly or just can’t get their tongue around it! I have friends that to this day, still mispronounce my name but I can’t be bothered correcting them as it is too tiresome. I have decided that I will answer to anything and it is easier than trying to get the correct pronunciation.
I don’t believe my name is hard to say, but obviously it is, and I say it the way my parents have so we could all be wrong!! Anyway my name is Nyree which in my opinion is easy to say than the Maori way of spelling it Ngaire.
My dad realised one day when I was ‘working’ whilst at their house and on the phone and had to repeat my name four times to the person. When I hung up dad said “do you do that every day?” To which I replied “yes on a daily basis!!” He apologised and he said he had no idea it would be that bad for me when they decided on the name.
So people think things through before you pick out names for children!!
I love my name and that is it not common but it does have its drawbacks as well.
This is what I have just found on the web and yes my parents got the name from the NZ actress
Nyree meaning and name origin
Nyree \n(y)-ree\ as a girl’s name (also used as boy’s name Nyree), is pronounced ny-REE. It is of Maori origin. From Ngaire. Nyree was also the second name given to what is now called Armenia. It dates back to before Christ. The name Nyree has been used in the Armenianrace for both men and women. Made familiar in the 1960s–1970s by New Zealand actress Nyree Dawn Porter.
Late last year I lost my best friend/soul sister and I was devastated and to this day I still have no real reason as to what went wrong between us. I tried to talk to her face to face and she would not come and meet me and in the end wrote me a card telling me why, in a way, as to her decision.
There was a misunderstanding regarding a cot but it was not worth in my opinion of pulling up stumps on a friendship that has spanned for over 20 years and one that had never had any hiccups or bad words ever over this time period.
I had supported her through numerous breakups, an abortion, miscarriages and her recent marriage issues and in return I received the biggest slap to my face by being told it was over and that we had ‘grown apart’.
It sounds like I haven’t moved on and in some respects I haven’t but in other ways I have as there is no point dwelling on something that I know I can never change. I just feel lost without her and the mutual friends we have that also seem to have disengaged themselves from my life.
One mutual friend has been fine and I showed her the letter and she was shocked at what was written to me and that she thought it was a load of crap and something else was going on. She thought the words were very hurtful towards me and couldn’t believe that she had said what she did.
I am writing this post as I read one the other day on lifeloveandhiccups about friendships and I have had this post in my mind for months and finally decided it was time to share.
I think it is more devastating than losing a boyfriend/partner as there were no real signs of the total cut off that was received and how it was delivered.
All I can say is I miss you Honey and wish you all the best and fingers crossed for you and your husband that it all turns out the way you want it to. I miss you terribly and think about you every day of the week. I will move on but it will take me time and the tears I have shed over this are starting to dry which must be a good sign for me at least.
break up letter
It was a bitterly cold day on Sunday with the sun shining but no warmth in it at all. To get out of the house and to turn the TV off I decided we were going to go to the park no matter what. We ended up going to the digger park – a park near us that children or mums leave their old Tonka trucks in the sand pit for all the neighbourhood kids to enjoy and keep on loving them.
The little man went straight to the sandpit and the trucks and played quite happily for a while with me sitting on the edge saying “get off your knees as your pants are soaking through.” As I said bitterly cold day and it had rained the night prior so the sandpit was very damp. He couldn’t have cared less and chose to ignore my words of love!!
After he had had his fun with the trucks he found a football so we decided it was time to play kick to kick. I haven’t played footy with him for a bit and I was quite surprised at how good and coordinated he was. He kicked the ball nearly every time with a few fresh air kicks here and there and he was even able to do a little run up and then kick the ball on the run. I was so impressed and keep praising his skills telling him how good he was. Every now and then I got a “great kick mum” from him as well.
It still amazes me at how quick they grow and the skills develop whilst you blink your eye or have a sleep. I think he could be quite sporty which is great as I love that side of him and I may have to look at some more sport groups to keep him occupied and out in the fresh air.
rolling around with the ball
what a kick!
mum having a go