Speaking of names...
NO we are not sharing! But, we have two wonderful girl names that we both really agree on and like a lot. Boy names have been a different story, as they were when I was pregnant with Naomi. I have a much harder time finding boy names I really like. Adam, guy that he is, just isn't that worried about it. So on one end, there's me spastically googling boy name after boy name...and Adam wondering when we can quit talking about names for Pete's sake! The problem? The boy names I seem to be drawn to the most have STUPID meanings or are super super popular. Both issues are on our list of baby name no-no's. Meanings are important to me, so thus the ones that don't have such spectacular meanings get nixed or tossed into the "middle name possibilities" category. I just love the idea of blessing a child with a name of meaning, and also of giving the child a name to grow into as a person. I don't know if that makes sense to anyone else or not, but name meanings carry significant weight with me. Adam (thankfully) agrees so we have that in common to go from!
That being said, I have 2-3 names that I can actually picture myself naming a boy. Adam has 2-3 as well (I think)...but our top scoring names aren't names the other person likes that much. I guess we'll just have to wait and meet this little person and see what name fits best (plus after Adam sees all the hard work and LABOR I go through, maybe he'll defer to me, HA!). Who knows, maybe it's a girl and we won't have to worry about this whole mess again till next time!
I've been feeling a little guilty about the lack of blogging, journaling, belly photo taking, etc. I've been doing this pregnancy. Here's what I've come to conclude though. I love being pregnant. It is really such an amazing experience. With Naomi, it was all new and different. I was on a "pregnancy high" I guess you could say. With this pregnancy, it has been such a more relaxing experience. I am not freaking out about every little thing and have really just been able to rest easier in my mind. We have pretty much everything we need for this baby, no worrying about when we are going to get the nursery done, get the crib and put it together, trying to figure out what things are must-haves vs. what things are space, money, and time wasters, trying to picture what life will be like as a parent, etc. Are there still worries? For sure. Like how on EARTH am I going to handle a very demanding, energetic, entertaining, sweet spirited 18-19 month old and a newborn at the same time? What if this baby is colicky and cries all the time? What if I don't do so well juggling two kids? What if I get frustrated with Naomi and then feel terrible about it? BUT, this time I've done a lot of the "baby stuff" before. I know what to expect (within reason). I know Naomi, I know myself as a mother...so all in all, this has led to a much more relaxing 8 months.
And the countdown begins...23 days until my due date...maybe that doesn't sound like that long, but this head lodged in my pelvis, the way I remind Adam of a turtle stuck on it's back when trying to get out of bed, the way I have to pee every 27 minutes, the quadrupling in volume of acid reflux I'm having, the fact that the baby has found and loves to pinch my inner thigh nerve, the joy of feeling at least 10 degrees hotter than anyone else in a room (and the way I am constantly calling our thermostat a liar)...those things all make 23 days sound like kind of a long time. Then there's the possibility of going late (yeesh).
Of course, looking at it from another angle, 23 days is not enough time at all! Only 23 more days of a good-night's sleep. 23 more days of just our cute little family of three. In no time at all I'm going to be playing "zone defense" (as a friend put it) on days when Adam works and I'm home alone with the KIDS plural (rather than the current "man to man" tactic). I'm going to be trying to breastfeed and tend to a 19 month old at the same time. Not to mention I am about to become a human milk machine yet again, which is an every 2 1/2 - 3 hour commitment...overdue is sounding better and better (kidding!).
All in all, God knows WHEN this little one will arrive, he knows WHO he or she is. He knows WHAT he or she will be like, look like, act like, sleep like, eat like. He knows everything about this baby, and that to me is a great reason to just sit back, take a deep breath, and leave it all up to him.
