Welcome to our slash entitled Parents, where a family gets completely ripped apart over a baby name.

Our next Reddit post is a cross-post from our slash am I the butthole.

Am I the butthole for breaking my fiance's family tradition by naming my son what I wanted?

I'm a 27-year-old woman and my fiance is 27. We have a two-month-old son.

We're overjoyed being parents, but most of my in-laws are refusing to even see our baby

because of a decision that we made concerning his name. My in-laws have a tradition of giving

the firstborn son of every generation the same name. Let's say Peter. This has been going on

for about seven generations already and they're very serious about it. My fiance's oldest cousin

was the latest person to get named Peter. Every one of his cousins has only had daughters so far,

so our baby is the first son of his generation and consequently should get his name.

I have no problem with the name Peter and I would have been okay with naming my son that.

Unfortunately, that was also the name of my uncle who died before I was born.

I won't get into details, but it was tragic and traumatizing for my family.

My father never got over losing his younger brother. My grandmother asked the family not to name any

of our future kids Peter during her lifetime. My mother-in-law and father-in-law knew about

this promise and at first seemed to not only be okay with us avoiding the name Peter but also

supportive of whatever name we chose. However, my grandmother sadly passed away when I was seven

months pregnant. We traveled for her funeral. On our last days there, my in-laws called me to

offer their condolences. Then my mother-in-law asked me if I was willing to think about the name Peter

now. Suddenly, they were insistent that the name we chose was awful and we had to honor their

tradition. According to them, they only agreed to make an exception for us for my grandmother's

sake and had no obligation to keep it now that she'd passed. My family agrees that while it's true

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