I am having a really hard time with this one...my last name is just that, mine. I grew up with mine, he grew up with his. I just can't get over why we have to change our name...way back when, women were property transferred from father to husband. If someone had thought about it a little differently back then, it might be the guy who would have to change his name these days! It took me a while to get my DF to understand this, but he finally got it when we took a vacation in Ireland a few years ago. I had made all the reservations with my very Irish last name. So the whole trip, people kept calling my very dark skinned, obviously not Irish, very Italian DF "Mr. Irish Last Name". He's pretty level headed, but he kept saying to me, "That's not my name!" I thought it was hilarious!!

I said, "Now you know how I feel, I don't want to give up my name either!" So even though I finally told him that I would change it if he really, really wanted me to, he now actually encourages me to keep my name the way it is...as long as the kids have his last name!

Oh well, you can't change social upbringing overnight!
I still haven't made my final decision, but at least he now understands my fundamental objection to the antiquated reason why a woman have to give up their identity just because she's in love...
*But* as strongly as I feel about this whole issue, I feel just as strongly that it is a personal decision for each couple to make...and that the result of that decision is *not* a reflection of either the woman's independence of the man's selfishness. It's just a "one size does
not fit all situation"!