Love the look on Jane’s face in that bottom one. What is it, anticipation, plotting against the belly? Ha, my big white belly! The rest of me is so tan from being out at the park midday all the time, Jane too, she tans amazingly well.
Life is so good right now and I’m really just trying to enjoy it while it lasts. Still very comfortable as far as any pregnancy symptoms, sleeping well, and feels good to ride my bike. Almost every day we do something fun outside with friends and I can’t believe this is my life and sometimes I even get paid for it. We found a great part time gig watching twin nearly 3 year old girls for the summer and they are so sweet and well behaved it feels like they’ve been with us forever after only a few weeks.
Even my stomach is feeling good, despite being borderline anemic, again, and having to take prescription iron pills + stool softener.
At this point I’m not stressing much about the baby coming. All I can do is hope there are no complications and he’s not super fussy, but otherwise it just seems so much more normal than last time – no job issues to deal with, we’ll probably do all the same things we do now, only I’ll be more tired for awhile. People ask me if I need anything and I sort of shrug… we got a co-sleeper and lots of clothes donations… we can dig up stuff from storage… buy some diapers… babies are no longer a huge unknown to me.
The only thing we don’t have is a name. I never considered boy names the first time because I was certain it’d be a girl and had her name picked before I even met Nathan.
I can’t imagine just going through a book or list and picking something, I want it to have some sort of personal meaning.
I would love to name him after my grandpa or dad, but neither seem to work. Our last name is Johnson and my grandpa’s name was John, and while I do sort of think John Johnson has a fun classic ring to it, there’s something too cutesy about having kids named John and Jane, or Jack and Jane (people also called my grandpa Jack when he was young, apparently a common nickname for John?). I do really like the name Jack though. My dad’s name was Jesse Raymond, and I wouldn’t be comfortable with him having the same name as my dad, and don’t care for the name Ray.
If nothing comes to us, I’m planning to look through my dad’s papers, he was really into doing genealogy research and even had a trip planned around it to Norway for the month after he died. I like classic “greatest generation” era names, and am open to suggestions if you have any!