Yes, I'm feeling kicks. Or wiggles. Or whatever the hell Nooblet is doing in there. He'd better not get used to this level of privacy because I'm a pretty nosy person. Until he's a teenager and then I probably won't want to know all over again.
For now I'm enjoying the weird vibratey feeling and looking forward to it being prominent and strong enough for Wes to feel it too. I know it's far less fun for him hearing about it than it will be when he can experience the fun for himself.
Thursday, May 12, 2011
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Monday, May 9, 2011
Wait, you're supposed to name these things?
That's the stage we're at. We know we're having a beautiful baby boy. Yes, beautiful. He's ours. OBVIOUSLY he'll be gorgeous. Stay with me here, people.
But now we have to figure out what we're going to scrawl on the paper when the nurses start asking questions. Cuz I hear they do that, and it will certainly make getting a driver's license easier down the road if he has a name. Not to mention that I'll need something to shout when he does something wrong.
We're also going to keep the name a secret until the birth. We're revealing pretty much everything else because, well, it's fun to, but we deserve to have at least one little secret too. So expect a nice, long dry spell of waiting while we go through long, random lists of names to try and figure out what the bloody hell actually sounds good to us.
Want to weigh in on our ever-changing list? Feel free! And, yes, we left the girl names on there. We like to be extra prepared.
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