Lucy Lime

that I am knocked-up? We have our ultrasound tomorrow. Hopefully we will get a solid idea of a due date and perhaps a gender. I am also being checked for multiples (as in two) because I popped out real quick.

So, we obviously hope for a healthy baby. That is obvious and only really said when you are pregnant. Beforehand, people wish for all sorts of crap. When the deed is done, it is then you think "Oh shit. Hope all is well. Don't care what gender, just as long as it is healthy."

But do I wish for anyone in particular? A boy would be nice so that little man can have a brother. I remember growing up wishing I had a sister. Someone to commiserate with. I had an older brother (6 years older) but we never got along and he had no interest in having a sibling. For years I thought it had something to do with the age gap, then I realized he was just spoiled. My hubby is his age and I have close friends (some of them used to be his) that are his age. They all say he's just an ass, so not to take it personally. I now haven't spoken to him in two years, so maybe that is for the best. I have a one year old brother who is a sweetheart, but no sister. Only surrogate sisters.

So having another son would be great.

But, we can only come up with girl names. We've already decided on one (and it is a secret). Try as we may, boy names are just not there. This makes me think this is a girl. Went through the same thing first time around.

I guess we'll find out tomorrow afternoon. Or, sometime in the late summer/early fall.

Labels: baby, gender, names

Hubby and I have decided that our next child will be another son.

We will name him Arthur Noah.

We will call him Art.

Art N. Craft

Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe!

Sometimes, its just for laughs. It is just for us. Damn, we are a bunch of crack ups.

Or, just on crack.

Labels: names, progeny