According to ivilliage, I've graduated from growing corn to cabbage. Soon I will be able to make a salad.
Every time I try to think of more appealing things they could have chosen for comparison I'm stumped.
Size of your baby: Manolo Blahnik pump, size 7?
Size of your baby: Big ass sunflower head?
See? It's hard.
It's also hard trying to nail down a name for kid #2 because every time I imagine a baby boy I picture Junior, and then I find myself choosing Junior's name all over again. Though I am still partial to Diddlydoo. Just for shits and giggles I Googled it. According to Urban Dictionary, it's "a nice word to describe feminine hygiene products."
Knowing this, I can't in good conscience name my cabbage after a tampon. And ew, does "feminine hygiene products" encompass stuff like Vagisil? It just doesn't seem right. So I've decided I am going to wait until I see him to make up my mind. It's kind of refreshing, the idea of waiting. Thanks to modern technology, we know so much before babies are born (gender, what color to paint the nursery) I rather like the idea of a surprise.
And, as an added bonus, it drives family members crazy when you won't list off possible names.
I'm going to bed now. I failed my damn glucose test and have to take the 3-hour version at 7 a.m. tomorrow. Ordinarily I'd feel crappy about that but thanks to women like Trista Sutter from ABC’s The Bachelorette, I now know that skinny, pretty people can get gestational diabetes too.
I mean, yay. Thank gawd she came out and shared her story (like, OMG, how "it’s difficult to see cellulite on your arms when you didn’t have any before!").
So difficult!
But hey, maybe I shouldn't knock her. I considered naming my son after a maxi pad.
13 comments:
The Hebrew tradition refuses to name a baby until it's born--evil eye, bad things, don't take anything for granted, you know.
So perhaps it's a good thing you can't pick one?
I am still in shock that you didn't comment on the primrose oil suggestion ...
What kind of cabbage? Red or green?
Yes, never tell family what names you're thinking. It always ends badly. Once you've birthed and named the kid, they can't say anything.
Cabbage? hm...
Could be your tadpole, perhaps?
(Well, he is green ;-)
I think an element of surprise is good :) I hope that the name that pops into your head when you first see him is amazing :)
We picked our daughter's name, Kimberly (or Sheldon as we call her now) by secret ballot. We each wrote down our top five boy and girl names and used the one we had in common. Thank goodness we had a girl, the boy shortlist.....Charles but that would have ended badly, Charlie Tuna? Back up was name was James.
if you dont' call this kid diddlydoo, i don't know what i'll do. name him what you want,but you better nickname him diddly.
Haha!!! I used to love those size comparisons too. Congrats...and fingers crossed for your glucose test tomorrow. Ah, the names thing...yes, people want to know everything these days before the baby is born...almost leaving nothing to surprise. Good for you for holding out!
I am down to 2 weeks and while we have names for this baby (we don't know the gender) we have not shared them with anyone. It does stress people out but it is certainly fun for us! My grandmother is doing the most whining about it, but not to me just to everyone else, so I am good with that as well!
I really don't want people's opinions, and we decided a long time ago that we wouldn't share baby names...even before we were pregnant!
I am with you! Keep the list secret!
Personally I'm a big fan of your name choice. Our next baby is going to be named Taurus or Lexus. Actually, someone around here did name their kid Lexus. I was typing it for the paper and changed it to Lexis. Oops...boy did I get a tongue lashing. I had no idea people were naming their children after cars. I swear, if I get one Ozzy I'm calling child services.
Good luck on the test, and on the naming. Miles didn't have a name until about a week or two before he was born (but he was 10 days late so I had lots of extra time to obsess over the name.)
Ugh. Good luck with the glucose test. I can't speak to the good looking, but this skinny broad survived the GD. It ain't a whole heck of a lot of fun.
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