Anonymous wrote:I'll bite. I wasn't out to fight the patriarchy when I decided to keep my name. It just completely weirded me out to go by a completely different last name. Plus, my given name does not go well with my husband's last name.
TL;DR - didn't want a new last name so I kept mine.
Ditto. I don't even like my last name and rather wish my mom -- who also kept her last name, way before it was acceptable to do so -- had given us kids hers, because it's way more interesting. But when it came down to it I didn't want to change the name I'd had all my life. (My sister cared even less about this than I did but also didn't want the hassle.)
If I loved my name I might have tried to convince DH to give the kids my name. He would have been open to it, although MIL would have gone crazy. But I was actually quite happy for the kids to have his. In addition to not liking my last name, it's been annoying from an identity perspective. I have a very non-Jewish first and last name and all my life I've gotten a minor side-eye when I introduce myself in synagogue. (Yes, I am Jewish; yes, my parents are Jewish; no, I did not convert, etc.) DH's last name is easily identifiable as Jewish. Figured I'd spare my kids the minor hassle and let their names accurately reflect their heritage.