I love the name Ben. I really do. I was just sitting here thinking I would name my 1st born Ben, then I remembered, my beloved Bronco was named Ben. You can't name a child after some former inanimate object in your life, can you? That also rules out Jakob (another name I love) and Zelma (well no one would name their child Zelma except the mother of the crazy woman who managed the very 1st apartment building I lived in). I also love the name Emma, and was considering for years to name a daughter that until damn Rachel on Friends screwed that up. Of course this musing could all be moot if the doctor is correct and it is extremely difficult for me to have kids, but I've never tried so who knows.