Say my name
I've decided to go with The Husband's suggestion of "TwoBoo."
When I was pregnant with The Boy, I referred to him as "BoobooFishie", which popped into my head after seeing him swimming around during an ultrasound. (Pregnancy hormones occasionally addle my acid wit.) We shortened it to Booboo after he was born. So, TwoBoo. Although it's possible I should change that to "Stomp" because all this fetal kicking means he's auditioning for "America's Best Dance Crew."
It's been tough coming up with a real name too. Part of the problem is that names we might've considered are all taken by The Boy's day care friends. Not that they'd be in the same room, of course. But I grew up with a name so common that at one point, I was "Number 6" in a particular group. And I can't tell you how much I loved it when I was single, and guys would tell me "oh yeah -- I had an ex-girlfriend named Lisa." No kidding.
Of course, there will be times when we just call the baby "Dude."
When I was pregnant with The Boy, I referred to him as "BoobooFishie", which popped into my head after seeing him swimming around during an ultrasound. (Pregnancy hormones occasionally addle my acid wit.) We shortened it to Booboo after he was born. So, TwoBoo. Although it's possible I should change that to "Stomp" because all this fetal kicking means he's auditioning for "America's Best Dance Crew."
It's been tough coming up with a real name too. Part of the problem is that names we might've considered are all taken by The Boy's day care friends. Not that they'd be in the same room, of course. But I grew up with a name so common that at one point, I was "Number 6" in a particular group. And I can't tell you how much I loved it when I was single, and guys would tell me "oh yeah -- I had an ex-girlfriend named Lisa." No kidding.
Of course, there will be times when we just call the baby "Dude."
A new game
Laurel brought up an excellent question that will become a pressing matter soon:
"... will the baby be known as The Other Boy? It doesn't seem very nice. Oh, what about the New Boy?"
She's right. I hadn't yet thought of a new nickname, so I'm gonna need help here. At the moment, El Bébé isn't really doing anything for me. For one thing, it'll have to be changed in a year or so. And I really don't feel like going to the character map to get the accents every time I mention him. (Ricë gets an exception to that rule.)
Oh, no actual names, please; we're going to keep that process closed even to the grandparents and siblings until his name is on the birth certificate. (Although I'm threatening The Husband that the kid will be named Aodh, a lovely Old Irish name that's pronounced "eh.")
Thoughts?
"... will the baby be known as The Other Boy? It doesn't seem very nice. Oh, what about the New Boy?"
She's right. I hadn't yet thought of a new nickname, so I'm gonna need help here. At the moment, El Bébé isn't really doing anything for me. For one thing, it'll have to be changed in a year or so. And I really don't feel like going to the character map to get the accents every time I mention him. (Ricë gets an exception to that rule.)
Oh, no actual names, please; we're going to keep that process closed even to the grandparents and siblings until his name is on the birth certificate. (Although I'm threatening The Husband that the kid will be named Aodh, a lovely Old Irish name that's pronounced "eh.")
Thoughts?
52 degrees, with thunderstorms
Typical rain heading into the 4th of July weekend, but what's not-so-typical are the thunderstorms. They woke us -- and the dog -- up at 2:45am this morning. Right now the dog is in the garage, doing her noisy best to scare away the thunder. The Boy, of course, slept through it. Today we're allegedly going to hit a high of 69 degrees, possibly with more thunderstorms.Good thing I didn't buy every last tank top in the maternity re-sale boutique last week, when it was in the 80s. (Don't mock me! That's hot up here!)